Storm Cloud
I will build myself back up.
I will rise from the ashes of my losses, my mistakes, and my scars.
I will scream and cry and bleed, yes.
But I will rise and I will be strong.
I will bare my skin to the cold, the heat, and the tides.
I will devour the skies to feed my hunger,
Lick the cloud from my lips,
And become who I was meant to be.
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