Sometimes, in the event of disaster,there comes a break in the clouds,
-A lull in the wind,
an unsettling silence that hushes the world from within.
I am standing in that abyss.
Nothing moves, things just...Are.
I can hear the far off whistle of a moving train
and the color of life brightens to an unearthly hue.
At the sight of it I have to tell my lungs to consume air.
(I am bad at titles... )
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