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IN THE VORTEX

In the Vortex...

Danger zone unseen...

Ships travelling...

Airplanes disappear out of the sky...

People onboard...

In the Vortex...

You can enter, but...

You can never leave...

It will swallow you like a hungry fish...

Things disappear in the Vortex...

As though you never existed...

The hidden dangers unseen...

What were their last thoughts?

Did the people know they would be swallowed whole?

Did they feel as though they were sinking?

To Never return again...

IN THE VORTEX...

NO ONE COMES BACK ONCE THEY ENTER...

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Honorable Poetess sparrwsong,

The above poem by sparrowsong is excellent in its theme and depiction, a whirling mass of fluid or air, especially a whirlpool or whirlwind. It is also a whirling mass or rotary motion in a liquid, gas, flame, etc, such as the spiraling movement of water around a whirlpool, the poem may be resembled to any activity, situation, or way of life regarded as irresistibly engulfing, thanks for sharing this poem with us, my applause, my love, my vote

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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sparrowsong

Hello Willy...

Great comment...

Glad you like this write...

Thank You

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

Hello Mark...

Thank You

Glad you enjoyed this...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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