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The Sky is growling like a beast Set upon stalking, hunting. It is only heard, Everywhere All around and all at once, But definitively being no where. Breathing with a low rumble, speaking with a roar Whispering secretes, screaming a soothing melody in the fire crack Hazy reflections dodge there way through the skies tears, Finding the dry space between. Ripples in the road side puddles Roaring waterfalls falling from the forest leaves Single rain drops, peace full in solitude. But together they cause the clawed creatures to cower, The predators they feel as the prey 8-29-07 (6:30am)
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Jun 12, 2011
Jun 12, 2011 at 10:27 PM UTC
The Growing Sky
The Sky is growling like a beast Set upon stalking, hunting. It is only heard, Everywhere All around and all at once, But definitively being no where. Breathing with a low rumble, speaking with a roar Whispering secretes, screaming a soothing melody in the fire crack Hazy reflections dodge there way through the skies tears, Finding the dry space between. Ripples in the road side puddles Roaring waterfalls falling from the forest leaves Single rain drops, peace full in solitude. But together they cause the clawed creatures to cower, The predators they feel as the prey 8-29-07 (6:30am)
joshua-gilton
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Jun 12, 2011
Jun 12, 2011 at 10:27 PM UTC
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