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Nov 2013
The double wheel,  
Mooned sky,  
Dogs bark,  
Children they flinch,  
A spine tingling sense,  
I worry.  

The kids,
Soundlessly asleep,
They unaware,
Worryless,
The house creeks,
Eyes wide open,
I glance at side to side.

I worry.
The double wheel,  Mooned sky- Big storm is coming.
Written by
Walrus Fat  Canada
(Canada)   
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