A parallel universe came & crashed your little world,
sacking your warmth, smashing the comfort,
leaving you wondering of life and next,
succumbing to the storm & snow,
as you thought of letting go,
rays of light hit you hard,
only to ring the bells of self,
in that pure moment, you celebrate while you sob,
wherefore in the storms hold on tight,
just like you did,
Before you were born.
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