stormy night

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    stormy night

    it was a stormy night
    He was barely breathing everyone woke-up
    He went to the hospital
    He died that morning

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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