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A stormy poem. |
| The hum of lightning soaks the heavy air. Playful rain drops lose their footing and fall down, from soot covered clouds, tears of despair The wind then moans its response, quelling all. The slow trod of thunderous steps resound heavy feet of a beast unseen, profound are such thoughts these are of children or fools, an eye unblinking watches silence rule. |