All stories,matter they are the history of a great nation
That’s exactly what the hail sounded like ramming itself into my mobile home,
For a nano second thought, I had magically been transported to an H.G.Wells time machine and appeared with my mobile home,
Not the tardis into a military engagement with bombs bursting in air,
And the sound carbenes erripting near my .eardrum,
Smell, I could just imagine of gun powder,
It was sirreal!
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