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Deathly quiet all the sky, distant black, pitching birds, sudden screeching turns, disappearing windows rattled, beneath banging shutters awaiting the pain of centrifuge a house, like glass to shatter shards of cutting winds
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC
Tornado
Deathly quiet all the sky, distant black, pitching birds, sudden screeching turns, disappearing windows rattled, beneath banging shutters awaiting the pain of centrifuge a house, like glass to shatter shards of cutting winds
ca-guilfoyle
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC
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