You are trapped as the winds whip through you. Everything being trampled upon in the rush to escape the insanity of it all. A tornado rips past your soul trying to steal pieces along its way. There is no place to hide - stuck inside a glass house in the middle of a hail storm. Chaos...
Yet you stand.
Believing you are stronger than the winds, the hail, the storm.
So you stand.
Knowing that you will outlast the tribulations tossed about you.
Still you stand.
And the storm passes by
As you stand.
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