Lightning strikes
before my eyes
Yet no storm is due
See the chaos
of my upmost sadness
A strike upon the heart
Will it end
I do not know
yet it should pass near in time
Life's natural torment
is but a game
Playing storms as obstacles
and allowing man to win
To fear the player
is giving up
all one has within
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