begin
hail rained upon the skies
and caused destruction
and caused chaos
and caused disturbance
the once tapping of the rain
a roaring mess of ice and cold
i supposed that was like me
a light breeze, drizzling
heavy droplets falling
and then almost suddenly
there was a chill and a thump
and a bam and then there are people
ducking and running
hiding and waiting
for the storm to pass
and when the noises stop
there is a calm
and there is me.
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