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May 2010
let the storm soar
to the highest destination
the sky still stands above
let the waves roll
in its maddest fury
the fishes still have a place
"Run waves, run to the shore,
wash it off, swallow the land"
but remember beneath you lies the land
let the storm come against the boat,
but am in a boat that the storm knows

i have known and seen the storm
the storms of life
the storms life brings,
the storms that stand between us and our wants
the storm of No and rejection
but i remain calm like the fury of the storm
for what is see,
Is a storm in a tea cup.
Written by
Ikhiede samson
622
     st64, Nuha Fariha and D Conors
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