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life takes its' cues from nature.
impending clouds of doom hover on the horizon
holding latent in their molecules
a storm capable of destruction.
inner demons suspended in raindrops
await their chance to fall
and when the rain comes,
it bleeds slow at first.
barely a trickle to trick you out of evacuation.
and then the deluge.
sky splits and tears flood from its wound.
downed powerlines prompt blackout of the mind.
streets are empty and darkness is endured alone.
howling winds converse with voices in the head
and a decision is met.
the sky after it rains is always clear and serene.

hurricane season comes once a year
next time i will not be afraid.

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