The survivor

The boy stood puzzled
Looking at the heavy clouds
Slowly moving away
In powerful circles

Around only debris
Of a small town
And his own house
Shattered down

So much to rebuild
He had to observe
Time to roll up the sleeves
And start to dream again.

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