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Strangers' Storms
 

While far away in strangers' storms
You feel so odd and all alone
You look to left and to the right
But nothing near is dear

You travel on a little bit
The winds of change are blowing strong
A hill, a field, a sheltered grove
By starlight you can steer

A little further down the road
The storm still strong starts to decline
Another turn, another road
And further you can roam

Quite suddenly the sky is clear
The rocky road has cleared and smoothed
You see the glow of friendly light
And you know that you're home
 

 (c) "Amalthea Celebras"  K.C. Fahel   26 November 1997