Storm

As all recovered from the lodge
A wind and rain arrived
Trying to move the camp away
Maybe chaos was yet
To take an upper hand.

Then through the wind the teamwork started
An order was being restored
We held the walls and quelled the storm
And chaos ran from the scene.

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