The calm before the storm
A weathering of what is norm
From the fabric of life we’re torn
And in every different life we’re born
In trans dimensional time we are forlorn
We need to find a way to weather all the storms
Tired as we are from a life so worn
As we search in hope of a new dawn
We don’t need to be pawns any more
Once we learn to weather all the storms.
fauxcroft 
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