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Anger

Unprecedented storms sweep across the ill-prepared land. Hastily named gales take buildings in their grasp, tossing pieces aside like so much litter. Purpling skies release a deluge, tormenting the terrain with newly formed rivers and bursting banks. Humans cower in abject trepidation in the shadow of nature’s ire, payback for the insults to her creation.

 

 

torrential downpour

inundates city street

floods and floods of tears

🌷(2)

Haibun

◄ Her Dark Green Eyes.

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