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Nov 2017
During the hurricane, you were the eye of the storm. Calm and kind.

You took the pain away when you came along. You calmed my storm that raged inside my soul and mind.

When I wanted to drown in the storm you came and pulled me out of the hurricane.

You gave me a secureΒ and safe place to stay while my world was crashing down all around me because of the **** storm.

I got to sleep during the storm when you were there.

You are the calm after the storm.

And the eye of the hurricane.

-Gillian Askeland
Gillian Askeland
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Gillian Askeland  17/F/Everywhere
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