Monday, September 15, 2025

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 The yellow  fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes, shed tears so much so, that leaves tremble under its weight, and loosen into the streets flooding areas


It is the lash of a season of hurricanes, even though the punishment is not meted out evenly


The thunder and lightnings sound their loud reports. They just cannot be about their business quietly, for it is the nature of thunder to sound out, even sometimes outside the season of Atlantic hurricanes

© gillena cox 2025

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