Bad Weather
I have battened down the
saturated hatches
which were dampened
while waiting for
your impending storm.
Intending no harm,
you passed by quietly
and I needn't have
worried none...
yet damage was
somehow still done
by the force of a gale
that was experienced
by only one.
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