When the storm comes,
I'll close the shutters
And light a candle.
I'll prepare to disconnect
From the outside world,
As I slowly retreat
To my inner fortress.
Before the waves hit,
I'll stand my ground
And brace for impact.
I'll reach for anchors
Should any float by,
Amidst the cluttered souls
Of our collective strife.
As the rains fall,
I'll take familiar shelter
And watch through windowpanes.
I'll embrace the chaos
And the struggles within,
While weathering the storm
And its every uncertainty.
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