Spinning and twirling
Faster and faster as it goes
Like a ballet but deadly
Fear grips your body as you keep going
There’s no way to stop it
It has a will of its own
You start to pray or call out in fear
Paralyzed you watch it slow down
Then CRASH!
The air becomes silent
You slowly shift to see
The shock sets in as you take in the sight
It’s in perfect shape except a few scratches
You glance up and see
What appears to be angels flying from the scene
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