Storm

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A storm is coming
What should we do
We should find shelter
For me and for you

A storm is coming
We can't defend
Before it starts
Please let it end

This storm
Is getting near
Just let it
Pass by here

This storm is erupting
Lightning strikes
And thunder cackles
Not by our likes

We don't want more
But this fierce storm
Is ripping open the doors

This powerful storm
With fearsome winds
Soon will
Have us pinned

This storm is evil
And destructive
It is extremely
Unproductive


This was my first poem

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