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Mar 2015
I am a tornado.
My feet turn gusts
of wind, destroy whole cities.
I soar unafraid into
the open air,  leaving
a trail of rubble behind me.
I am quick and desperate,
a flurry of sky and
thunder, of lightning.  I am
beautiful and destructive.
I am a whirlwind,
chaotic.
Written by
Erica Ruth  Redding, CA
(Redding, CA)   
317
   Porsche Newell and ---
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