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FEATURED in the DRAMA Newsletter DTD: 06 SEP 2006
All around me the wind is blowing As raindrops hit the ground, they prance. Down in front of me, the river is rapidly flowing Everywhere I turn, bushes and trees dance. As I stand here the storm calls to me And I, compelled, can not turn away. Nature says let her be But I know her tempest will end by day. The darkness surrounds me, the biting wind The wet, the damp… is all around And I wonder, have I sinned? As lighting and the trees fall to the ground. The Storm surrounds me, causes me to turn, The Storm engulfs me, causes my passions to burn. SG Cardin 1986
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