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The lightning attacks the ground. A predecessor of coming rain. The awed applause of God abound - His thunder claps and claps again. A woodland hush 'neath starless dome. The giving trees plead and tremble. The fish swim deep and birds fly home as fearful watchers who assemble.
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Dec 30, 2012
Dec 30, 2012 at 10:02 AM UTC
thoughts before a storm
The lightning attacks the ground. A predecessor of coming rain. The awed applause of God abound - His thunder claps and claps again. A woodland hush 'neath starless dome. The giving trees plead and tremble. The fish swim deep and birds fly home as fearful watchers who assemble.
james-r-jarrell-iii
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Dec 30, 2012
Dec 30, 2012 at 10:02 AM UTC
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