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Aug 2020
Raindrops drops with each sound,
on the hills , mountains and mounds.
Though it is wet and dripping,
Nature has its own way of freaking.

I hear the thunderclap and saw lightning,
truth be told it was a little frightening.
I closed the windows and felt secure,
the rain stopped trapping me into a lure.

What i saw later was an element of
surprise,
For what I saw was a lightning in disguise.
Tempest Castrof
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Tempest Castrof  17/M/India
(17/M/India)   
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