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Above Storm Clouds

October 1, 2008
By Anonymous

The grass it bows beneath your feet
Below my floating cloud I see
You’re stronger, larger than the wheat
But when the storm comes who will flee?

The clouds are growing darker now
Rumbling with sound of things to be
The wheat is waves below your bow
Your ship, it sways, it seems to me



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