I wonder how many storms I have witnessed
Standing on the shore
In my miniature life
Standing on the shore
Waiting for the clouds
to reach me
Racing toward me
with loudness and ominousity
Experience has taught me
Even in my miniature life
To not be overly impressed
For I will out last it
While standing on the shore
Shrugging my shoulders
Waiting for it to pass
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