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Storm

Rain Falls,
Yet stand tall,
For time comes along.
The end won't be long.

Thunder strikes,
Runaway from the bikes.
For time will tell,
When all is well.

Rain falls.
Yet stand tall,
The storm will end,
But another one is just around the bend.





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