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The clouds roll in,

the thunder roars,

another stormy night,

elegant in it's own way,

the lightning strikes,

the thunder crashes,

the rain ever so clever,

seeps through the slightest cracks,

the night ever so fragile,

now,

caressed in the motionless fog,

the fog ever so graceful,

never doth touch the dark damp ground,

the ground ever so cold,

stares wide-eyed at the world around,

and watches as the clouds subside,

the thunder and lightning,

one again hide,

and the storm is gone,

now again,

the sun may shine.

poem by Linda Kessler
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