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Her anguish blasted... It was a Wild paroxysm! The tempest ends... Relief quickly follows. Exhausted. Calm. Now, she sleeps. Written 17th October 2021 For the Lune (mixed pair) Poetry Contest Sponsor: William Kekaula

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Date: 10/25/2021 9:20:00 PM
Tempestuous Outburst
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