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Beauty in the Rubble
I was in an earthquake once. A shuffle of earth that began as a meer tremble. The shaking jolted my fear as it had the earth below. A heart skip that quickly found it's rhythm and stopped. A calm broke the panic and the ground lay still. In comfort I began to settle; when a rumble came on so strong and heavy that my panic had no chance to catch up to the breaking brick, crumbling rock, cloud of dust; fleeing debris as to not become part of the...