Whispers Amidst the Tempest and the Silent Echoes of Chaos

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In the heart of the swirling storm,Voices clash without a form,Lightning speaks in jagged lines,Echoes lost through tangled vines.Chaos dances in the rain,Unseen threads that bind and strain,Colors blend in wild disarray,Night devours the light of day.A symphony of shattered dreams,Rivers merge in twisting streams,Stars break free from their celestial bind,In the chaos, a peace we find.Yet amidst the fractured night,Hope emerges, soft and bright,In chaos, we find our way,Guided by the break of day.

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