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Oct 2016
When it comes
to loving me,
there is something
you must understand.
I am a hurricane,
moving hundreds
of miles across
the open sea.
Strewn in all directions,
a chaotic symphony
of madness
and clarity.
When you are
standing in the midst
of my storm,
do not fear my thunder.
Know it will pass,
with a delicate rain,
and the sun shining
bright overhead.
Hannah
Written by
Hannah  22/F/Nomad
(22/F/Nomad)   
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