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Tempest In Me, Sleep

Tempest in me
Raging
Boiling
Bubbling up
Moving
Crushing waves
Pounding my thoughts
Thinking unclearly
Making
Bad judgments
Wind
Tempest’s wind
Stronger, colder
Making movements
Impulsive
Harder to control
My actions
Thrown
To the
Wills of the
Winds
Tempest in me
Raging
Rage no more
Tempest in me
Sleep
Let my
Steady
Lulling
Breaths
Fuel your breezes
Making them calm
Light
Controllable
Dark clouds
Rain out!
Pour out
Cleans my being
Making it clear
All must be
Clear
In dreams and sleep
Let my deep
Heavy eyes
Be your
Ocean
Blue
Smooth
Deep
Let me
Dive in them
Your waters
And
Let me
Sleep

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