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I'm not the raging winds I'm not the falling sky I'm not the predatory night I don't ring thunder I'm not the fumes of stars I'm not the fury of fire Neither am I the rising sun I'm no longer sinister I'm the calm centre of the world I'm the eye of the tornado I'm the crescent moon I'm mist, I'm rain Winds gush through my soul I'm heaven, I'm celeste I'm the call to vesper I'm the requiem of my past
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
I Don't Ring Thunder
I'm not the raging winds I'm not the falling sky I'm not the predatory night I don't ring thunder I'm not the fumes of stars I'm not the fury of fire Neither am I the rising sun I'm no longer sinister I'm the calm centre of the world I'm the eye of the tornado I'm the crescent moon I'm mist, I'm rain Winds gush through my soul I'm heaven, I'm celeste I'm the call to vesper I'm the requiem of my past
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
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