storm
Lightning crashes as the storm moves slowly in. Lighting crashes every time the thunder starts and ends. Storms are great ,the way the world releases all its rage. Storms are wild and magnificent,it puts in self on stage The storm rolls in i run outside to see all its glory. The wind was so strong in my ears, nothing but wild roaring. The storm roars by I feel rain falling on my skin. The clouds move back, and the sun comes out. The storm is at an end.
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