Megan O'Toole

1996 - Chicago
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Storm’s Embrace

In the pouring storm's evening embrace,
Acid rain-soaked tears cascade apace.
A tempest fierce of blinding hindsight,
Reflecting in the cross mirrors light.

As lightning strikes, it gleams and bleeds,
Shattering pathways of once held dreams.
For roaring thunder fades fears' fate,
Swaling perceptions to blank slates.

In the ash-soaked void, a new frontier,
Uncharted realms await free and clear.
Where promise and courage intertwine,
Endless possibilities, divine.
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