Storm
The thunder now and the rain.
The nature writes new rain text.
I do not now what the next!
And the ship bends like a thin rod.
When storms, ship as the pot.
Salt air and waves around me,
On sky the light and pictures see.
Storm in heart and on the sea,
Lets at be all the see
Wind, but clouds in the sky,
Today I can't be very dry!
I can't run the weather, the storm,
The sea have danger, but it my home!
A smile on my face today,
It is nice dream and this my way!
A beacon shines in my heart,
The sea is really an art.
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