Even After All She Completes Me Comments

when they sky was dressed in dark grey cumulonimbus clouds, with a blurry path and heavy storms that shuddered the deafness in my heart to hear as love whispers my name from a distance,

she would be the voice that lurks behind the breeze that osculates my skin, a wind that ventilates to elucidate the marred gloomy vision of the sun shining refulgently and bring light into my soul.
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