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Storm Warning

A hurricane of stimulation, a tornado of thought Blowing through the vast unknowing, our natures to be caught When doubt sits high on light’s horizon, storm warnings there portend Whose cyclones of enlightenment —with hailstones shape and bend (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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