Through The Storms
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Storms strike
When least expected
Caught in a tornado
Atheist prays fervently
Might falls flat
Against the fury of wind
You rise on the wave
Of an agitated sea
Shaking through a whirlwind
Of emotions, you come out
Cleansed.
Nosheen Irfan © 2016
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