And the crying never stopped. Even when she was okay, her heart still cried - out to her. It was okay, that even in the midst of the happiest moments the storm was still there. See her heart was always where the debris was. Her body was where the storm reached land. Her eyes were where the tropics, the atmosphere that never showed a single raincloud. She knew how to silence the storm and hide it from everyone around her with just a smile, that's great or is that knowing the best way to silence the storm is to become it.
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