The way the wind sways is so hard to determine, but everyone knows the calm before the storm. Then the hot damp darkness after the wreck, reeks of death and anger.
You wonder why these things are done to you. Why the world waves your deepest desires in your face and destroys them while you struggle to grasp it's strands.
Perhaps these are the trials and training grounds for something bigger, something better.
But it sure hurts.
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