Written on - 4 May 2021
Published on - 4 May 2021Storm breaks.
Breeze heals.Storms are strong.
They roar,
They break.
High above they soar,
Causing havoc.Breeze blows,
They whisper.
They seem to propose,
Gently flowing...
Calling us, I suppose.Most people want to be like Storm;
Strong, bold and vehement.But I prefer being a breeze;
Gentle, kind and benignant.●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○
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