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Apr 2015
Anger is a red cloud
It's a thunderbolt ready to strike,
Anger is a roused hornet,
who's space has been invaded.
Anger is a sweltering fire
that is fanned by a whirling wind.
Written by
Patrick Bertoni  Chelsea
(Chelsea)   
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