Poem 241

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A hurricane's coming

I don't know why

The flood gates can't hold the tears I'm going to cry

A hurricane's coming

Say your prayers

I'm in the middle of nowhere

Faced with a choice, and I have choose

Either way I know I'll lose

A hurricane's coming

And I can't see

The road that lies ahead of me

A hurricane's coming

And I can't swim

So I'll climb the tallest tree, on the tallest hill, and hold on until--

I

Let

Go

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