Do you remember the night in the park, years ago, when our futures took a different direction? We saw the moon, the one I see now, look down at us. Even though its shape and color has changed so many times, its real face never has - nor have ours... . shadows spread from the old oak tree~ summer night
rooves, trees, cars mixed up a tornado buzzes The Big Apple
[An EF2 category tornado -- winds up to 111 mph -- hit Brooklyn (New York City, New York) early this morning. There's no record of one in Brooklyn ever before. In Queens -- where I live, sort of northeast of the area hit -- the storm was a fast and amazingly furious downpour with a great deal of lightning.]
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