I ran towards the window
To keep the latch
As it should be.
I could feel the chill
And hear the wind
Blowing hard crushing through the trees.
The sound of the creaking branches
Sent a chill down my s
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I could hear them hitting hard on the roof
Like a fast galloping horse in a race.
As silence descends
I crept through the window
to catch a glimpse of the nights.
My eyes kept flickering
as I saw the flickering lights
in the moonless night.
26,October 2010.
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