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A storm
Gives so much harm
Colossal loss
Of man and material
Any calamity
Which comes from nature’s fury?
Causes great alarm
With fear of irreparable harm
With life’s hard work
Disappear in seconds
With nothing on hand to survive
It is difficult to imagine and revive
Life becomes all the more
The burden to counter with new areas to explore
It leaves deep scare
With no courage to dare
Life is uncertainty
With lots of more “ifs and buts” in continuity
Yet life is to b lived on
Whether the life is survived or gone
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