October 23, 2017
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Everything was good
And bright.
We saw for miles
Could we have asked for a better forecast?

Then the fog came
Winds ripped around us
Pulling us in a thousand directions
Forward, backward, left, right.
All directions.

Thunder is cracking in the distance
And were on a path right towards it.

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