Hurricane
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The words poured from her fingertips like wine from a bottle
The words flowed from her mouth like air through an instrument
In the face of her adversaries, she fought her wars with words as weapons
Empathy as her ammunition
She had a strong will and even stronger opinions
Some people say she’s “not like other girls”
But that’s not true
She’s exactly like other girls and that’s okay
Because girls are forests that will regenerate no matter how many times they are devastated
They are the individual rain drops that you feel hitting your exposed skin
And that rain grows up to be a roaring hurricane that blows through a town leaving an impact on everything