The night was windy,
The boisterous brook was a bully,
Clouds fit to roar,
Rain was about to reach the door.
All nature seemed to scream,
To negate the reality as a dream.
Among these, like a bunch of cyclone,
Came a man alone.
With all power and manhood at his sleeves,
With a grin in his lips,
A d
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