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Apr 2015
I see the lightning scatter across the sky,
Electric fingers stretching out,
The perfect display;
Just what I was looking for

And I wonder,
Is there someone in control?
Is it you,
Or me,
Or no one I'd think at all,
Pulling the levers,
Creating this display
with a goal:
To paint feeling
in this heart;
to bring life
to this heart
Some Person
Written by
Some Person  Midwest
(Midwest)   
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