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Lunar  Apr 2015
the ceraunophile
Lunar Apr 2015
She sits at night
At her favorite spot
Which was her
Wooden bay window

To watch out when
The lightning strikes
And thunderstorms
Her favorite action show

The clash rings loud
In her ears
Gives her shivers
Dissolving fright

The dancing streaks
Glowing skies
Electrifying veins
Of blue and white
I like thunder and lightning storms. Especially during bedtime.

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