I sense a storm rising in the distance
I feel a chill passing through my bones
Holding my ground, I stand still.
A cold wind blows across my cheeks
The ground under me cracks
Mustering my resolve, I stand still.
Shrieking waves are dashing the rocky shores
The world is shattering around me
Clinging to hope, I stand still.
I stand still praying I still stand.
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