The sliver breaks through
destroying all in its path
like a crack in a dam with water waiting to break free
The crack widens and the floodgates are opened
The entire space before it washes away
bathed in its fury
The sleeping giant awakes in a rage
swinging and cursing and stamping
wishing the light had not come in.
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