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Looking around all to be seen is dark
the clouds have moved in the lightning has begun to strike the thunder rolls over head as the rain drops trickle down a light breeze can be felt as the humid air sets in the street lights come on as the sun is hidden away listening to the magnificent sounds of the storm and seeing the fascinating light show above my mind can wonder and become calm though it seems the stormy night is sad for me it brings refreshing comfort a comfort which is shared, shared by all the earth and it's plants Nurturing is the wet of the rain cooling is the cloud cover in the sky around every light is an intriguing glow the puddles get splashed about as the wayward cars drive by their are endless ways the lightning moves this is the forces of nature showing off creating with it's power a unique vision with every part of the storm
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