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Aug 2017
The living electricity flares,
reaching down from gray skies,
out of swirling clouds,
with its enigmatic claw.

It's mighty roar following each attack,
hearts stop, fires start, at its impact.
the world, engulfed in black storm shadows,
is revealed for a moment in a flash of release.

A moment in time,
burned into retinas,
as rain begins to fall,
and the wind whips.

Once more the golden fingers grab at earth,
a rumbling scream follows,
the storm drags itself across the landscape,
leaving glass fingernails embedded in the earth.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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