A feeling of completeness overwhelmed me.
It was so peaceful. 
Everything started to make sense. 
I did not want the night to end, 
Nor did I want to say goodbye,
But we had our own obligations.
Storms have begun to brew above the North Sea. 
I am breaking as the sky is roaring,
And the wind blowing.
I wish I could touch it,
Instead I can only feel it.
But it is not enough.
I am breaking as the sky is roaring,
And the wind blowing.
I wish I could touch it,
Instead I can only feel it.
But it is not enough.
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