Storm

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    Storm

    The waves are so rough
    I feel like I'm drowning
    In quick sand
    With no limb to hold on to
    The wind steels my breath
    Where is my help?
    They have ghost me
    I'm lost
    Dear GOD help me!!!!

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    bhaughton1’s Poems (11)

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