Victor Jackson

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The storm clouds drifting in,
Like a surrounding enemy;

They lay watching.
...

There is a statue in my garden,
Made of concrete cold and hardened;
It has a red cap and a white bushy beard,
In fact, its face is rather weird.
...

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Storm Clouds

The storm clouds drifting in,
Like a surrounding enemy;

They lay watching.
They wait for the time to let fly
their missiles of water and lightning,
They fire mercilessly, and then leave
A desolate waste of fire and water

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