The winds were so strong all afternoon, the trees twirled and writhed in it. Up on the deck after supper, a black sky was underlit by the still bright sun. The storm that seemed certain never came though.
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The winds were so strong all afternoon, the trees twirled and writhed in it. Up on the deck after supper, a black sky was underlit by the still bright sun. The storm that seemed certain never came though.
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