Flawless

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• Flawsome
  After a heavy storm.
  The Wind blows up and
  Fade away.
  Stillness of a dark soul.
  Freezing mist
  Grey clouds.
  The rains falls on my shallow face,
  A chaotic calmness resonate.
  Desperately, the sun rises above my horizon,
  Warm breeze murmurs down “Hush!”
  whispers to me:
  “calm down, calm down.”