For the first time, the streets are empty.
Everything is gray.
The water sumerged the sand.
The winds are rapid.
The tides are snatching.
The arms of the storm is grabbing, taking.
The bridges are closed.
Transportation is no longer in exsistance.
The birds are circling the sky.
A storm is a brewing.
The power lines are going down.
The Governors speak.
No one really listens.
The President speaks.
Nobody cares.
They remain.
Zone A's are fully evacuated.
Evacuation is done.
Stay inside.
Stay safe.
Close the doors.
Shut the windows.
Hide within the shadows.
We are no longer safe.
Bays are over flooding.
Lights are flickering.
70,000 people are stuck in the dark.
Schools are shelters.
MTA is down.
Places are deserted.
There is nothing left do do.
Now all we can do is wait.
Calm before the storm.
FDNY.
NYPD.
311.
911.
You're pretty much alone.
The danger is near.
Look up into the sky.
Before the stars were shining.
This isn't what we are known for.
This doesnt suit New York City.
For the first time . . . all is quite . . .
For the first time . . . I actually know fear . . .
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10/29/12
"Sandy" is near. Be safe and stay indoors. Much love to those between VA, CT, NJ, and NY and anywhere in between that are unfortunately getting effected. Hopefully we'll make it out alright.
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