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A storm rages out of doors.
It sings to me in it's awesome power.
It calls for a dance, a release of my own power.
There is a crash, as a tree falls prey to the power of the storm.
It barely misses me, and I know there will be more.
Do I let wisdom lead me back indoors?
or do I play with the danger until I fall prey as well,
lost in the dance it orchestrates?
It sings to me in it's awesome power.
It calls for a dance, a release of my own power.
There is a crash, as a tree falls prey to the power of the storm.
It barely misses me, and I know there will be more.
Do I let wisdom lead me back indoors?
or do I play with the danger until I fall prey as well,
lost in the dance it orchestrates?