Green expanse
Low rolling hills
Land-locked ideals
political dance
Twenty-one hundred miles
away from home.
Disaster waiting,
Thunderstorm trials.
High wind, high water.
sheet lightning,
blinding rain,
crashing thunder.
Natures opinion
is "flood this place."
None to soon,
Quicken the pace.
Limestone hills
Hollow inside
Shelter from the Mother
a place to hide.
A beautiful and miserable location.
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