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THE EYE OF THE STORM
In the
distance
clouds
gathered
moisture.

Howling
winds
approaching,

sweeping
across
the
horizons.

A bolt of
lightening
flashed
before
my eyes,

lighting
up the
night
skies.

Thunder
roared
crashing
around
me,

awakening
my
senses.

Suddenly
it began
to rain,
a
downpour,

flooding
the
streets.

Falling
like
teardrops,

watering
the
earth
once
more.

I was
caught
in the
eye
of the
storm.

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