Upon the crest where shadows dance,
Beneath the tempest's wild advance,
Stormy skies begin to roar,
As nature drums a fierce encore.
Crashing waves like thunder's call,
Echo through the mighty squall,
A symphony of chaos swells,
In whispered tales the ocean tells.
With every note the heartbeats race,
A fierce tempo in the chase,
Each rushing breath, a plea, a prayer,
As winds of fate sweep through the air.
Through rising crescendos bold and bright,
We sail the path of darkest night,
In the tempest's grasp, our spirits soar,
Connected deep, forevermore.
The tempest fades, and silence falls,
As memory of the storm enthralls,
Yet in our hearts, the echoes stay,
An orchestral guide to pave the way.
For even in the fiercest fight,
We find our strength, we seek the light,
And as the dawn begins to smile,
We know our journey's worth each mile.
So let the storms of life unfold,
With every tale of love retold,
In harmony, we rise, we set,
A dramatic overture, no regrets.
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