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In the dark of night wind shrilled he had to let go of the terror of which he was filled soon came sun, ready to steal the spotlight she danced and beamed, she was a delight and wind accepted this defeat, he let his fear be stilled
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 1:02 AM UTC
Winds Terror
In the dark of night wind shrilled he had to let go of the terror of which he was filled soon came sun, ready to steal the spotlight she danced and beamed, she was a delight and wind accepted this defeat, he let his fear be stilled
my take at writing a limerick
april-dolanjc
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 1:02 AM UTC
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