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The sky is blue and clear the breeze is calm and cool
Clouds off in the distance
I play happy in the warmth

Skies above me meet with a force
Wind speeds increases to a speed I can not name
I struggle as I ran for the house
Tripping and falling against the strong wind

Suddenly in front of me a tunnel whorls down to touch the earth
I feel like I’m being sucked into the giant cone of hate
Reaching for the door handle my mother pulls me in

The house quakes with noise and emotion
I look outside to see the skies clear and blue
Motionless and calm
It is over just as fast as it began





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