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Neil Ellwood Feb 2013
A crash of thunder
     from clouds in the sky,
A honk of the horn
     from cars passing by,
The aimless chatter
     of crowds in the street,
The rustle of leaves
     as air feels the heat,
The pound of a heart
     A tempo. A beat.

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