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Hurricane

The wind, a howling beast, whips through the trees, Woooosh, whoosh, whoosh, an angry symphony. The rain, a drummer wild, pounds on the tin, Pitter-patter, splash, bang, the storm begins. The waves, like angry horses, rear and churn, Crash, boom, roar, against the shore they burn. The thunder, a giant's roar, shakes the ground, Crack, boom, rumble, fear's deep sound. The lightning, a jagged knife, tears the night, Flash, boom, crack, a blinding, fiery light. The hurricane, a savage dance, across the land, Whirl, swirl, howl, its power we can't withstand.

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Date: 10/16/2024 6:49:00 PM
This is great description of hurricanes. I felt that I was in the middle of it. It's intoxicating.
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