dream
a storm approaches
i am in the house i grew up in
i rush to slide shut the big glass doors
it is hard but i manage to do it
the wind rushes around the house
it is chaotic
i take refuge in the kitchen
in the arched doorway to the lounge
out the window i see people and houses
they are being blown away
i cant remember if i was scared or not
the word maelstrom comes to mind
maelstrom
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