Our Reality
A storm
Winds as strong as ox
Gray skies nearly blinding all birds
Fearfully trying to find their way home
An ocean
Pure blue waters
And the slightest waves
That kisses the shores
They meet
The scene is beautiful
Yet the damage...
It's traumatizing
The waves are angry
The birds are still lost
And they don't know what to do
And sometimes
Relationships work this way too
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