Peaceful Storm
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It falls the dark evening again
To coagulate the age old pain
It falls night of biting peace
Hiding the storm but in vain
The clouds of memories chill
Descend with a horrible pace
The despair is itself desperate
Chasing shadow in losing race
Momentous waves of heart beat
Dying over the castle of sands
The tower of high aspirations
Over the hut of reality, bends
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