Opaque Soul Made Whole
A bullet speaks loud in fleeting breath
Fires rage while weaving death
The wind cries out in a desperate wail
A burdened mind dreams to no avail
Anger smolders waiting to rise
A tempest brewing in disguise
But a smile from you is bright
Thawing hearts and restoring light
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