13 May

I can see through your eyes

a storm is in you.

Your troubles like sand

scrubbing the inside of you.

You are hurt,

you seem lost,

you seem unreal;

you mystify me,

not able to understand your worries.

Please ease yourself

out of this hurricane,

we all need of necessity

to be at peace,

to be sane.

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