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Jan 2018
Sky of steel, dull grey,
polished silver, and aged black.

Rain like cool tears, morning dew,
letting go, and washing away.

Veins of lightning, powerful yet brief,
explosive like thought, and pure like fire.

Roaring thunder, ringing hammer fall,
echoing in bones, and sudden like a gunshot.

Nature's wrath, world's fury,
untamed by man, and carrying us away.
Grey Mask
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Grey Mask  22/M/Lost, Edge of Dreams
(22/M/Lost, Edge of Dreams)   
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