A Night and my Story
Everything is now destroyed by the storm••
Everything is dark with the sky turned brown••
I can hear the violent winds howl
Striking the glass windows and the trees shaking their heads in dread.
The rain drops shattered themselves ghastly on the window panes .
Oh dear!
I have lost myself in the romanticism of the destruction as my fragmented heart relished being
moistened by the passion of the violent storm••••
moistened by the passion of the violent storm••••
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