white-5

No mastery, no mystery, just a grand sense of entitlement.

Going about things…the hard way.

Yet, arriving with brilliant gesture.

Calamity between celestial beings and arctic ground.

Fallen angels…being the solo sound.

First storm…blanket of so white.

Basking in the glory.

Masking the chaos…

For when a second wind comes round again.

 

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