The Attack of Irene
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The sky is quiet and still
The trees are calm
The air is thick and heavy.
You're nowhere to be found.
The sky grows dark and gloomy
Trees start to sway
the air fills with anticipation
As I can feel your presence coming our way.
Winds pick up and start to pound
Shaking the house and everything around.
Rains pour down
soaking the ground.
she has finally come.
Roads washing out
power lines down
tress and branches line the roads of town.
While many are still without power now.
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