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The Howling
the
wind
howls
twenty-five
miles-per-hour with gusts
up to seventy
his
hand
descends
one-swat-at-a-time
she counts in howls
up to seventy
(C) 2021 Raibeart Bruis
wind
howls
twenty-five
miles-per-hour with gusts
up to seventy
his
hand
descends
one-swat-at-a-time
she counts in howls
up to seventy
(C) 2021 Raibeart Bruis
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