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The rain came pouring down sending water throughout the troubled town, the negative energy is still lingering around and the sorcerer are running up and down the street disrupting the people’s heartbeat. 

They come from south with their mouth packed with doubt and their body swamped with data spilling from the underground mine erected in the middle of the sky, the inscriptions are very clear and the code was rewritten over there, dolly the sheep could not figure it out but the university professor knew what it was all about, one touch of a button can parachute everyone straight into the heavens.
  
The woman at the side is sitting still watching the turtle tumbling down the hill, the jack ass is sitting in the gate braying at the people and pooping all over the place .Miss pickle was just in time to send the pooping jackass though the gate and the dogs rushed it out of the town.  

I have never seen such imagery before, it has everyone scampering on the floor, the wood cutter was sharpening his axe to get rid of the fox that keeps creeping up his daughter's frock, its action has left the entire family in despair and the money could not replace the pains she bears. 

You never think that it could happen to you, until you see your neighbor wearing a brand-new pair of shoes, and the parasite enters the field and chokes the plants as they start springing up from the ground.

 Oh what evil has taken over the place the sheep are grazing in a faraway land, fertility has left the ground and weed and thistle is shooting up all around; the imagery was so profound, I couldn’t contain it in my head and so I had to slowly drag myself and find a corner to lay my head until the imagery fade away. 

The sun is buried beneath the clouds and the people are trapped behind the door, the rivers have overflowed its banks, flooded the village and towns and marooned the animal in the zoo, some were rescued but other drowns. There is water everywhere and nature has a message to share, you have to stare deeply into it until your shadow appears in it.  

The emergency vehicles are running around to get the people out of the sunken town. Once the Atlantic's was here and it suddenly disappeared who knows where it went, is legend still hiding inside your belt? Fear has captivated their mind as they try to cross over the line, if the legend is real then you have to stop the steal.
 
The weather woman is coming to town so get your goulashes, water boots, umbrella and raincoat out of the gutter. Dig a trench in the middle of the Den and drain the war of words out of land and send it into the ground. 

The weather frenzy is coming to town and the multitude is waiting around.
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