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[ 1 ] im not going to sit here and paint a heavy hurricane picture for you to visualise in pretty clever metaphor words will never carry you to what its like actually lets just leave it like that words cannot ever take you there at all although to be fair Mum is always saying kannót is a boat all word is metaphor this will never be real in a billion years i dont want some reader to come here think this world of words was literal think this blank ink represents black feeling or that this white page feels any thing this is what the hurricane left me with go out and experience it for your self metaphor the world however you want a poem filled with words not metaphors