The storm waited and watched
Fighting... "Commence."
Ropes carry more of
Tree limbs, screams, and roars.
And the houses speculate,
Senses...
Scared for their well-being,
Solid indoors.
Then the wind...
Boom, back and forths,
"Is not its fault!"
The tree.
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