Thunderstorm and lighting across the sky,
Pouring and striking, building up a tornado inside.
So is the life.. and I write.
Days are sunny and bright, afternoons are quiet,
Stillness pervades through the dark night.
So is the life.. and I write.
Spring has arrived, flowers blossoming with a smile, swaying in wind like a playful child,
Buds though, so calm and serene from inside.
So is the life.. and I write.
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