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Sep 2016
Rain plopping down down down.
Thunder cracking the air, with lighting the whip.
Crazy things happen when the storms all around.
be careful, don't slip.

Stress in speckles dot dot dot.
The tension in the air hums, yet it is so delicate.
Let the thunder ***** you not,
It is your friend indefinite.

Show the storm your stress,
rain will fall drop drop drop.
It will cleanse away the rest,
stress washed away from the bottom to top.
Written January 31, 2015.
The Mellon
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The Mellon  21/M/USA
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