faceyourfears

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The world of two strangers can meet as fast as they can fall.  Quick, valient, ask effortlessly; "What's your name?" The friendliness of strangers has been given like a date struck humanity.
The storm brewed Swirling in the sky, it loomed above  No way to know when it would strike The wind whipped my hair  I looked around trying to understand Why I was in the eye of the storm 
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