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Aug 2020
Grey clouds gather.
They said it would be scattered showers.
Some here and some there.
Later it will be severe.
High speed winds coming from my mouth.
Heavy rain from my eyes.
Flash flood warning.
Tears will sweep you away.
Wind so fierce it willl blow you away.
Not everyone has a center or an eye to stay calm.
Andrew Gomez
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Andrew Gomez  26/M
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