The wind
piercing
emotionlessly
destroys everything it touches
out of rage
hoarse roar
releasing long-term pain in the chest
The moon
in horror
witness the calamity
helplessly
sigh
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Author:
myself and me (
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well said m&m! Lately we had some stormy weather rather than the gentle trade winds.
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