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Stormy Seas


I will not believe a word you say. Words are nothing. Empty and hollow. Your actions however, I'll observe. Your words, on my sunny days, will utter to me of how beautifully my hair lights up in the sun and you'll add that my eyes are iridescently bright. That's easy. Words said to me, copied from past poets and romance novels. No effort required. But what about real action when I'm in stormy seas? Will you stand by me? Sunny days are easy. Stormy seas are the challenge. What will you do for me when my sunny day isn't bright? When words fail and I need you with me?


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