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Storm's Blossom
Ariel T. Statman


Floating on the silent black waves,

Descending to the world of pain,

A blossom on the sea of storms,

Sweet scents and beauty abound,

Now the stench of pain retreats,

A world of peace now emerges,

Golden petals shine joyfully,

You are my flower in the turbulent sea.


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An avid reader and writer since a young age, tries to find passion and joy in the most simple to most complicated things in the world.