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A storm is brewing

It’s coming

It’s swelling up from within

It will seep through the pores

The hubris gangrene

The bitterness sweet

The sadness calming

There is no joy

In what’s to come

But come it must

The storm is coming

Take no shelter

For there is no hiding

Face the reality sphere

Steady the ship

I think it broke
It’s hard to tell

I think its safe to say

It’s here…

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