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Thunderous like the sound

of a thousand storms in the night

skies, echoing through my skin, my bones.

Bang!! It hits me, and in the light

of day who would have thought, have known

the years could fade into one, no one.

And to think, all away, she wanted to throw,

But by chance, I stayed, and in the light

of day, when seasons changed, it grew.     

Her love.

~MDW~