honne || 本 音

xi . ' catastrophes '

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i can hear the storm approaching ,

it's dangerous , i'm aware .

and yet, it feels like the winds

weren't made to destroy ,

but to be my escape.

so i let the storm carry me ,

i let the rain wash it all away .

and as the waves embrace me

i hear the thunderous music play .

i belong to the catastrophes ,

i'm as beautiful as them .

i belong to the catastrophes ,

i'm here , and im here to stay .

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