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Dec 2020
First rumble of dark thunderheads
were heard in the dark western sky
children were roused out of their beds
little Johnny started to cry
loudly screamed he didn't want to die
tightly clung to older brother
who said all was okay, a lie
as Johnny fled to his mother
8 syllables per line, ababbcbc rhyme scheme
ghost
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ghost  16/F/im lost
(16/F/im lost)   
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   erica lynn and Aparna
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