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Hurricane

The wild driving winds Breathe his fury Uprooting trees and tearing shingles from houses The driving rains His cold angry tears Drenching everything in its wake The black thunder His stomping footsteps People quake at his rage The bolts of lightning The fire shooting from his stormy eyes Striking houses splitting trees The turbulent dark clouds The rolling black anger on his brow The wild winds, The driving rains, The lightning, The dark clouds, All this; Sinister,Beautiful,Devastating, A Hurricane

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