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Feb 2017
A ******* cloud  
I see it on the horizon

A storm of uncertainty and doubt
Coming closer and I wait

The fog rolls in and blinds me
Pain is so opaque

I cannot see
Fooled by the eye

It is not over
The worst is yet to come

When pain turns to sadness
It lingers and scars

Finally find my strength
And with it stand tall

I weathered the storm
Now the air is so pure

Breath in and out
Face a new day

Pick up what's left
And find happiness again
Lucy
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Lucy  London, UK
(London, UK)   
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