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After The Storm
After the storm,
Had left me,
High and dry,
I woke to blackbird's song,
And clear blue sky,
The apple blossom,
Delicate and white,
Miraculously,
Made it through,
The night,
It dazzled,
In the early morning glare,
And settled,
Like confetti,
On my hair,
The sun was warm,
The breeze,
Just passed me by,
Today, it's just feels good,
To be alive.
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