a storm is coming
the wind blows this way.
the skies are turbulent,
churn and sway.
A drop is felt
and more come falling
crashing to the ground
winter is calling.
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About Me
- vanessa
- I grew up in 4 different countries before the age of 8. We finally settled in the United states and have been here ever since. I love to travel and see new places. I would love to live in europe one day. I love the feeling of old and quaint.
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