The storm twists buildings down,
The river does nothing but makes people drown,
Whenever the storm returns,
More houses full of hope burns.
The Fierce storm never dies,
People go out looking for babies cries,
Until this storm visits the afterlife,
It can't help but stare into the wildlife.
All the dangers this storm's caused,
Makes it want to meet its betrothed,
After all that it's done,
people go to run.
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