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In the distance clouds
were gathering moisture howling
winds were approaching.

Sweeping across the
horizon, a bolt of lightening
flashed before my eyes.

Lighting up the skies
thunder roared crashed around me
awakening my senses.

suddenly it began to
rain a down pour flooding
the streets.

falling like teardrops
watering the earth once more
the eye of the storm.

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