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I hear thunder in the
distance,
Slowly approaching the
shore.
Moisture begins to
gather,
Tugging at my heart
once more.
Lightening is a signal,
To this heart of mine.
Coming together,
Slowly inter-twine.
Floods of life appear,
At my hearts door,
The wind begins to
gather,
Swirling around once
more.

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