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The Thought Storm

January 12, 2016
By brown22larry BRONZE, Fitchburg, Wisconsin
brown22larry BRONZE, Fitchburg, Wisconsin
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I dreamed of
the rain being over.
Dark clouds clearing the sky
bringing the
sparkling sun
high above me.
Clearing my mind
from mournful thoughts.

The one enemy I
had,
gone.
Taken by the
gushing wind and the
scorching rain.
The black goldfish;
innocent in appearance but
deadly in words;
vanished into the
pale flame.
Gone from sight.
Leaving nothing but
joy and happiness behind.

The land is full of blooming green grass.
The soaring birds are singing overhead.
The menacing storm is finally over,
and a new dimension emerges.
The world I once lived in
will be gone forever.



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