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I don’t hear the thunder yet
But I see the black clouds forming
I don’t have a lightning rod
And I’m standing in a puddle.
                                           ljm
The world situation grows worse and worse. There's no longer any place to hide.
 Dec 2023 Whisper Yes
Pagan Paul
The speed of light matters little,
even from its initial burst.
It changes not the basic fact
that the darkness got there first.
A little philosophical thinking!
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