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The fresh clean air The damp grass, how lovely Wind dies along with depression of the roaring clouds The crashing has stopped ≈Total silence≈ The flashes stop When I go outside As I look around I realize I’m trapped within huge gray walls   What feels like hours of waiting, Crash, Bang, Howl I see nothing from my window Except darkness I open my window I feel rain, snow, hail, and wind I run to the second floor More crashing, more flashing After what I believe to be a life time It all goes quiet Clear blue skies A cool breeze Crystal blue green waters Destroyed homes Ambulances Police Fire I look towards heaven A double rainbow A sign of promise I’m going to be okay Until the next one
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 8:25 PM UTC
Hurricane
The fresh clean air The damp grass, how lovely Wind dies along with depression of the roaring clouds The crashing has stopped ≈Total silence≈ The flashes stop When I go outside As I look around I realize I’m trapped within huge gray walls   What feels like hours of waiting, Crash, Bang, Howl I see nothing from my window Except darkness I open my window I feel rain, snow, hail, and wind I run to the second floor More crashing, more flashing After what I believe to be a life time It all goes quiet Clear blue skies A cool breeze Crystal blue green waters Destroyed homes Ambulances Police Fire I look towards heaven A double rainbow A sign of promise I’m going to be okay Until the next one
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barbara-gordan
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 8:25 PM UTC
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