Forty-three

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She is
A whirlwind
Of emotions.

She is a tornado
When she is vexed,
Spinning away,
Out of here,
To there,
To anywhere.

She is a flooded valley
When she is grief-stricken,
Her tears
Drowning her,
Causing her
To float away,
Out of here,
To there,
To anywhere.

She is a disaster,
But
She only destroys
Ones that threaten
To destroy
Her world.
She sends them
Crashing away,
Out of here,
To there,
To anywhere.

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