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The eye of the storm sighs- An unusual sight to see. A weary-eyed hurricane approaching me grievously. Howling heartaches with tremendous teardrops. So what was I to do? Ignore the devastation's depression? Storm out on the disastrous typhoon And let it persist pessimistically? So I sighed back. Restoring strength to the hopeless traveler. Making amends for the countless barricades set For the storm that just needed to open up.
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Sep 12, 2013
Sep 12, 2013 at 1:43 AM UTC
A Calm Catastrophe
The eye of the storm sighs- An unusual sight to see. A weary-eyed hurricane approaching me grievously. Howling heartaches with tremendous teardrops. So what was I to do? Ignore the devastation's depression? Storm out on the disastrous typhoon And let it persist pessimistically? So I sighed back. Restoring strength to the hopeless traveler. Making amends for the countless barricades set For the storm that just needed to open up.
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Sep 12, 2013
Sep 12, 2013 at 1:43 AM UTC
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