The Anger

Now, I got it.

This is the anger of all these years.

The anger added up over and over again,

And it found a way to release.

There is no one who can stand in front of it.

The sky is brighter than before,

And the waves are still.

I know how to deal with my anger.

Through the creation of things.

I am still a good person.

Even today, my anger exists.

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