Stormshallpass

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We hear your roaring thunder, We witness your light flash before our eyes,We never thought of you as destructive.Not until the winds came.Those winds picked up our creations and threw it yards away.We ran and hid but you seemed to still find us th
She's waiting by the door Sixteen passed she very blue no one understands what she is going through
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