Thursday, December 7, 2017

The End

Something so powerful 
Picks up your whole 
Town,
And everything goes down. 

The wind 
Forces its way 
Through the ground,
And what is there to do know. 

Hold me tight, and know your not going through this alone. Wipe the tear off your face you need to Know we are safe. As I walk outside, nothing is the same. Change can be a scary thing......

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