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Thunder blue Leaves abducted from there gray fathers Windows buckled and snap against the pressure. Shutters shutter. Lights dance and collapse in their bulbs. The trees sway like chilly carolers. Bring me winds. Rain a la carte.

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conor-oleary

Published: Mar 3, 2013
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