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There’s thunder, dark clouds envelop the sky

Away to home, the birds fly

The blue parts go into solitude

Rain is what it brews

I step out to greet it

The wet green bed kisses my feet

The drops of rain fall down

I can’t help but wonder if they are tears of mirth or frown

They fall in a puddle, with soft pops

Creating ripples, the insects hop

I guess negative into negative

Does give a positive

For I seek solace in a storm

When there’s one raging inside me


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