Hurricane
She was a hurricane
Not because she was destructive and terrorizing
But because she was beautiful and fleeting
Gone before the people busy running away could turn around and appreciate it.
She was a hurricane
Not because she was destructive and terrorizing
But because she was beautiful and fleeting
Gone before the people busy running away could turn around and appreciate it.
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