My first and I'm not sure about it.
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Was there ever a place the storm had not been?
The storm shrouded everything.
The sea's azure peaks and emerald valleys
Always smothered by an array of greys.
If I could change something about the world, I'm not sure what it would be.
There so many things that makes us different. From the rest of you to me.
Some want money and power but others want love and trust.
