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The Coming Storm
| A ragged breath tears at my skin; I feel a shudder deep within. Grey skies around me, no sunlight as if I'm trapped 'tween day and night! No grass of green, no flowers bright, a barren landscape fills my sight. There's no escape, no way to win, when morning breaks, I'll be snowed in! |
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About The Author
My writing doesn't follow any set genre, it's interdependent of my mood and all that's taking place in life. I'm still finding myself, what I write constitutes the markers along the path of that journey. With time, many things will manifest in my work and perhaps I will pursue one or two genres. For now, it's not, "What type of writing is my passion?"
"Writing is my passion."
