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Oct 2017
A straw house
In the middle of a tornado.
There's no being "ok"
That straw house
Is ruined.
Time to pick up the pieces
And start to rebuild.
There's no recovery.
Only a clean slate.
That little straw house
Will never be what it once was.
This obviously isn't about a straw house
Written by
CJ Tims
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