The fault of a fault line.

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Dissapointment struck like a tsunami.

Yes, I had been expecting the big flood for quite some time.

I could see it plowing towards me from a distance.

The wave grew and creeped,

the government built a wall but it didnt take.

The wave walked right through it like an elephant through caution tape.

The town is destroyed.

The wave was sorry, so we let him no that he couldn't help it.

Of course it would be easy to blame the wave, but it was the fault of fault line.

Those pesky tectonic plates have yet to stand still.

And the result is this.

An entire towns devastion.

And what for?

The authority is just so.

Just because, they say.

That is the way we do,

and the way we do is way we always will.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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