The Storm
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Complete Sat, Jan 4, 2025<5 mins
This is a poem I wrote on 4-24-1988. I've been writing poetry (or attempting to lol) for as far back as I can remember. I guess if you were to ask me what it is about, I would have to say the destruction of earth.
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