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I thought I knew this town

'til the hurricane winds blew.

Decrepit, torn down homes

once tall,

founded on what seemed

solid,

now with skewed rooflines.

Had more faith in you.



Pain follows Weakness, Lies,

like a loyal dog

assured he is forever fed.

Amidst the rocky rubble

his paws scuff up the debris

and the puzzle is deconstructed

enough to be read:



            Adversity's Sun

            exposes the true hues

            of a rainbow

            in a seemingly spotless

            sky...