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Nov 2019
Wrong direction
I was only prepared
For the winds
From the East

Unexpected
Only the voices
In my head
Predicted this

I didn't believe them

Slow, steady
It devastates the land
With red lightning
And red eyes

You
You
You
Are my everstorm
Written by
Cydney Something  32/F/Portland, OR
(32/F/Portland, OR)   
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       Salmabanu Hatim, TS Ray and Cydney Something
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