Alrighty guys, don't judge me for this... I wrote this back in 2024 or smt for a competition. Obv I didn't win oops. Anyway enjoy!
This is a story of a boy running from the storm.
You know, he raced against the early nightfalls and won.
No, he didn't stop to catch his breath nor to catch a glimpse,
as the clouds were soaked with heavy rain right behind him.
Promised to complete this labyrinth that lies ahead.
The walls kept twisting, like uncertain thoughts in his head.
He spat in the face of doubt, this will not be his fate.
With lightning all around him, he approached the final gate.
The exit of the puzzle, the downpour's fading breath.
The heavens above fell still, marking the thunder's death.
Thank you
for reading!! Idk how I did this, I'd be unalble to do this today haha ha..
-✮Jupiter✮, aka me
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