in a dream,
I saw the water rising,
I felt it’s power,
ripping and pulling,
breaking and destroying,
smashing and killing,
swallowing everything in its path;
I awoke,
gasping for breath,
overwhelmed by the sheer
magnitude of it all,
terrified by the raw power,
overcome by the suffering,
you awoke beside me;
“what’s the matter?” you asked;
“a bad dream” I replied,
“about the future,”
“when?” you asked,
“soon” I replied.
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