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We tried to hide and could have died. 
But we only heard the faint cry
Of the wind whistling aloud
As the devastation passes by.

From the darkness, we heard cries,
weeping voices of the night storm 
Crashing through invisible barriers 
That head the names of our heroes.

The storm uprooted old trees.
Bludgeon tool unable to rule. 
Fearful plow into the houses.
Crumpling like an ancient scrawl 

Night storm is an ancient journeyman, 
Come on a visit to the isles each year.
To enact revenge on the jealous land
The divulged appetite has no fear. 

The hunted died, and the storm's gone.
an evil force, crawl back into its silent shell
Planning a surprise for the next horizon 
With whispers of awakening hell.

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