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Nov 2016
A growl against the window,
Rising pitch, becomes a roar,
Shaking, shuddering, a howl,
A rush of sharp air, joins the siege,
But held back,
Confined to beyond these walls,
No storm within, only peace,
Only calm, only safety.
Parsavagely Kompenere
Written by
Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
(19/F/Yorkshire)   
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