1. a remote or sparsely settled region : a barren or frontier region. 2. an ideal or imaginary place or region. 3. an illusory existence.

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Sky Dog

The Storm Within

There is a storm within me, but it is not me. I try to fight it and it wears me away, until I can barely lift my head. But I can still breathe. With each conscious breath that I exhale, it starts to blow away the storm. And in a break in the clouds I can see myself again, clear and free, where I always was.

Now, I let this one go, on whatever course it might have. It is gone and over and I know another will someday come, maybe today or everyday or not for a long time. I will do my best and then let it go, what else can I ask of myself?


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