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Thunder.

It was calm, hot, dark:

Boom, Bang, Bow.
The day was long.
I was scared. I cried.

I stood outside.
The rain covered my racing tears.
The thunder wasn't loud enough,
I could still hear the yelling.
The lighting split the sky and our home.

I was done.
But the storm continued.
It still continues.

Bow, Bang Boom..





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