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It is with the sweeping abandon of thunder and the stinging bite of lighting that the heart leaps; beating wild to a conundrum that is offset, which fears and thrills, encapsulated by the release of passion, so severely withheld until the roar outside provokes the flare inside, and in the heady mix of fierce power, spirited temper, propositioned fear, and debilitated living, does the soul tremble, does the skin shiver and the body comes to life. ,
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Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 2:43 PM UTC
Thunderstorms
It is with the sweeping abandon of thunder and the stinging bite of lighting that the heart leaps; beating wild to a conundrum that is offset, which fears and thrills, encapsulated by the release of passion, so severely withheld until the roar outside provokes the flare inside, and in the heady mix of fierce power, spirited temper, propositioned fear, and debilitated living, does the soul tremble, does the skin shiver and the body comes to life. ,
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Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 2:43 PM UTC
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