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Jun 2016
Thunder rumbles through my mind,
muttering and grumbling,
angry at the world.

Lightening cracks and flashes,
illuminating the next thought,
exposing the darkest corners and crevices.

From the dark clouds pour
millions of ideas, millions of notions,
each worse than the next.

The constant rain
leads to a flood, and
all inhabitants are advised to
stay home tonight,
safe from the deluge.

It’s just too bad that I’m drowning.
Monica
Written by
Monica  Garwood
(Garwood)   
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