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Summer Storm

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The once bustling beach
Is now barren.
As rain starts to pour down,
Hand in hand we conquer the summer storm.
They all run away.
We just run-
Sand covered. Rain drenched. Love filled.
Lighthearted feeling,
Carefree existence,
Jolly souls-
Frolicking in the confused storm; we wait for our rainbow to appear.
The rain halts now, but its hazy shadow remain with us.
We will never forget.
The beach-goers being to return to their sand castle
Searching for the fun that we built with our own bare hands.





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