It was a dark and stormy night.
The candle kept swaying its light.
Cold, I lie in my empty cabin home.
Hear the thunder, my body turns to stone.
The wind began to whistle, then howl.
Then I smelled wet wood that was fowl.
Turned to find the front door was unlocked.
Closed the door to keep mother nature blocked.
But I was no match against her dark magic.
If she blew away my home, it’d be tragic.
But she continued to push and shove
with all the gathered forces from above.
I channeled my power but she was strong.
But then I knew I had strength all along.
So as I felt her starting to go away,
now she left me with the sun today.
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