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Storm

A journey through tough times.

By Anthony RussellPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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On trembling wings I take flight

Not sure if my wings will hold.

Into the void, the darkness unknown

Onto adventures untold

I drift on the wind, no land to see

Following the crests of the waves

Pitching and turning into the breeze

Watching the sea as it raves

The storm is approaching I need to be safe

I climb in the wind and the rain

Seeking a harbour a port in the storm

Where I can rest safe once again

The storm is subsiding the air clear

It’s time to make my next move

So I take to the air find my way

Moving on I have nothing to prove.

sad poetry
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