The Eye of the Storm
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Darkness receding. Daylight rises.
By mipoet

The Eye of the Storm

Darkness receding.

Daylight rises.

A strange serenity.

All around,

panic, despair.

Yet I am calm.

Comfortable.

At the eye of the storm.

Life will go on.

It always does.

But I was made for this.

Anxiety is my battle.

And I have learned to win.

I'll not give in,

to the darkness again.

I'll walk in the light.

I'll wage this war,

with all my might.

Not cowing to fear.

Always, I'll fight.

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