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Beneath

In my quiet home, nothing disturbs me.
I heard dark news; a storm brews.
I ready the house and prepare for battle.
The flood cuts through my home, destroying my work.
Above rain falls, but doesn’t hurt.
Humans stay in. Critters kept out.




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