November 9, 2017
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A wondrous, bright light,
Flashes that streak across the grey sky.
Found only when day turns to night,
When clouds cover where the birds fly.

An ear-splitting crash,
That rumbles the air.
Following the hot flash,
Such a glorious sight to bear.

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