Hinges were about to collude

While Warding off
A storm
Pushing into my room
I heard a loud scream
The wind was complaining
To the window pan
Why was it coming in the way
Hinges were about to
collude
With the wind
When wisdom prevailed
I left the room
Much against the wishes of the storm
But the storm now stays
Inside

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