Thunder and lightning shatters the silence of the night: I remain still.
The sound of gunfire from battles near at hand; I remain still.
Arctic chills freeze the ground beneath; I remain still.
Torrential rains flood the waterways; I remain still.
Raging bush fires burn under the scorching summer sun; I remain still.
The glowing Sun in cloudless blue skies; I remain still.
I hear your sweet voice near; my heart quickens its beat.
You speak my name soft and tenderly; a subtle smile masks my glee.
Gazing into your obsidian eyes, your smile beneath; my soul is elated.
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