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Clouds...so simple...so complex different motions in the air...there concave and convex their motions are unclear...its a constant that's not set explosions and high riffs disguised in horizons Clouds are then hijacked, by the cloud pirates A cloud city undiscovered, while under a riot Thunderous clouds begin to shockingly shout. Their rain is soon to demount, Across our region no doubt this cause can refresh a dry surface while healing a drought... Various impacts from this winded chain reaction... A gust of thick air turned thin touches any human that passes. There's some who don't understand this interaction... Walking through the wind...seems like any other action. Raindrops attack the ground with splashes..equivalent to broken glasses War has waged between weather and man. Mother nature is a woman with furious fangs The alert stand, while the curious hang.. To survive, elements must be juggled by hand. We are pebbles to walking giants mixtures scissor our climate Screeching storms of silence Create a sense of confinement who would have thought that nature could be so violent.
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Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 12:12 PM UTC
Natures Violence
Clouds...so simple...so complex different motions in the air...there concave and convex their motions are unclear...its a constant that's not set explosions and high riffs disguised in horizons Clouds are then hijacked, by the cloud pirates A cloud city undiscovered, while under a riot Thunderous clouds begin to shockingly shout. Their rain is soon to demount, Across our region no doubt this cause can refresh a dry surface while healing a drought... Various impacts from this winded chain reaction... A gust of thick air turned thin touches any human that passes. There's some who don't understand this interaction... Walking through the wind...seems like any other action. Raindrops attack the ground with splashes..equivalent to broken glasses War has waged between weather and man. Mother nature is a woman with furious fangs The alert stand, while the curious hang.. To survive, elements must be juggled by hand. We are pebbles to walking giants mixtures scissor our climate Screeching storms of silence Create a sense of confinement who would have thought that nature could be so violent.
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Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 12:12 PM UTC
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