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A Silver Storm

Updated: Jul 17, 2021

came rolling in the sky today —

it tapped at the windows and slammed

all the doors, redolent of an old lover

from years ago — it took the same shape,

had the same cutting wind capable of

shrouding the air, impervious to

everything around it — a man,

who knew of nothing but himself.


Well I swatted at that wind and

shouted right as it thundered —

though by now it had already

engulfed me whole, and I

stood there, alone, with that

silver storm around me

listening to its listless cry —

How was I supposed to know to

not be afraid?


I suddenly felt very awake —

aware of the silver storm passing

through me, of the wind beginning

to calm, and felt nothing but

sorry as I watched it make its way

down the road ahead — a rare

formation of silver and light that

I had mistaken for someone else.

 
 
 

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