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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Thanks to these storms to which I owe the power to wield my angst like a shining sword, For they have taught me to shake off my fears and crush them at my weary feet, I feel a whirlwind of air entering my anxious being, freeing me from the shadows of fear, I owe them their icy stillness, with all its deafening glory that sings harsh truths, Mocking my shattered hopes, the ruins of dreams once believed without hesitation, I have learned that it is better to walk alone from now on, facing solitude, As an embodiment of destruction falling upon everything in its path, tearing through falsehood, I smile beneath the heavy, thundering clouds, under the friction that roars unceasing lightning, Beyond any power and force, above any suffering, I find my strength, From where I borrow the power to stand like steel, unbending, relentless, Forgiving no step on this path full of shadow and light, of untamed desires, Advancing like a rainbow whose end is unseen, yet it traverses the eternal storm. Thus, as I stand here, in the inimitable beats of my heart that sing old stories, I find that the storms have been my teachers and guides through the labyrinth of deep disillusionments, For they have stripped me of illusions and clothed me with sharp and pure truths, And from the ashes of my hopes, I have risen, stronger and purer in essence, Learning to embrace my relentless yet sincere nature, without regrets, Moving forward with steps of iron, facing the storm, embracing my unknown destiny.
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