Eyes opening wide after an age,

Looking outside the shattered window glass,

Wondering if it’s me or the clouds,

Casting a dark shadow on the grass,

Birds fleeing west, winds flowing east,

Something’s coming but not the storm,

Clenched fists, eyes fixed, prepared,

To take on the evil in any form.

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