Exceptional Minute poetry Wild Whirlwind by Sugarray77      Minute Contest Winner

Disheveled drops of jagged rain assail the plain; their stinging blows subdue the rows. This wrenching, drenching twisting storm is not the norm; black roiling skies wild whirlwind cries. It hurls its lances to the ground; with thundr'ous sound its path lies prone its end unknown. Minute Contest Winner Recognized

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