Nina spoke of the wind's untamed, wild grace,
Its gusts howled fiercely, swirling through the night,
With chaotic energy, it raced,
A force of nature, both a thrill and fright.
Relentless power, whipping through the trees,
Rattling windows, shaking all around,
awe-inspiring, restless, roaring breeze,
It's a mighty dance, a mesmerizing sound.
Alive and fierce, unpredictable and free,
The wind's wild spirit left its mark on all,
A tempest's tale of raw, unbridled glee,
A memory of nature's primal call.
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