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Monday, February 6th 2017

12:05 PM

I am a Storm

I am in a dimly lit room with a large window, by a bed, which has white covers on it. There is light blue paint on the walls. Outside the window, it is raining, onto a green lawn. I am sitting on the edge of the bed with a cream colored acoustic guitar. I am playing the strings of the instrument. I am singing "I am a Storm."

The other lyrics are hard to remember, but I was picking the strings with my hands, in familiar patterns of four beats. There is someone watching me do this. It  is a dark man and he is listening to my music. It plays very softly and makes for a beautiful energy.

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