Grounded

Welcome back.

Jaw dropper

Splitter of the night

Window shaker

Drum roll of the skies.

Wild wind your escort

And rain your herald.

 
I see you and I see,

For a second,

That which eludes men,

A connection.

 
Scared are the little ones

But not me,

I am a Cheshire

With this feeling of

Warm reality

Of

Happy irrelevance.

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