hectic
Dark clouds storm my consciousness,thunder booming like the terrible thoughts in My mind,lighting strikes down my confidence,but after every storm, the slightest gleam of the Sun,peeks through.
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Dark clouds storm my consciousness,thunder booming like the terrible thoughts in My mind,lighting strikes down my confidence,but after every storm, the slightest gleam of the Sun,peeks through.
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