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Nov 2020
She looked out the window,
And heard the wind rattling the doors like snare drums,
The trees moved along the sidewalk and fell,
Windows shattered everywhere like a broken heart, plants being squished by the heavy tree. Hurting them.
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Amy
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Amy  18/F/Los Angeles
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