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Rushing through mid-day air
Slapped silly from strange still slumber I awake and see nothing there. The sky has fallen over me Coming down when I felt free. From Left to Right, There is No Light, The stars of diamond that have shined Were blown apart in short time. Up and Down There is No Sound. The sea is up high, And down below Mountains stay dry Keeping everything from my ears But a sigh. This whisper of relief and hope Offered as a line of rope Rescues me from a natural disaster.
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