She stands in the hurricane eye,
he reaches inwards through
the slapping winds,
and some dust.
She lives in stand-still,
He walks in between breaths,
that even his compass loses sanity.
she is in the eye of disaster,
he is just in the making.
So, this one is basically about how sometimes you have to go through a lot of crap in order to finally understand things and be at peace, like the analogy of hurricane and its eye (with the latter being peaceful)
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