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The Perfect Storm

The sky turns to a different shade of blue
 
After the rain

 Unexpected

 With glee we stand 

 Survivin' the storm

Running though a meadow

 We lay looking at clouds

 Of happiness

 We run around

Not to get lost

Together holdin on 

For the house

Somethin to stay in

Somethin sturdy

Somethin new

I saw it

A house of friendship

Just a inches away

We meet at the middle

Whatever happens 

We catch up there

Out there 

 In center