Haven by Ellen Hopkins
So much I want to say, but silence swells, black as midsummer clouds stacked upon hills between us. My heart rumbles, heavy with thunder I cannot give a voice to.
But alone in this place, I let my words rage in relentless downpour against the pages, a rain of what was, what is, what yet may come.
And when at last the storm recedes, I find in its amber wake stories left behind- dreams set adrift, here inside my paper harbor.
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