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Morning skies ablaze with light, filtering grey lined silver clouds, unaware a sudden thunder vibrates, its intensity just rocks the earth. Makes one question the true plight, what an irony, what a contrast, it is a sign of raining falling soon. Yet the gentle breeze plays its part, bringing forth but a glorious feel, clanging chimes into beautiful melody. Gladly absorb it into your soul, as no one knows what tomorrow holds. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only **
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