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Shadows wake in dark of night
Storm clouds carry on, in flight
I long to feel the winds that blow
Allowing my spirit to overflow
With thunder claps and lightning flashes
The beauty of the storm surpasses
What I could only dream to be
A tempest, flowing wild and free
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
You have the most amazing understanding of certain emotions and you voice them so beautifully Dorinda! 🙂
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Thank you Aishwarya! What a lovely comment to start my Monday ❤
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Getting back there! This is wonderful, Dor.
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I have no doubt you will be there very soon! Thank you, Rita ❤
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Wow, wild, powerful, and beautiful!!!!
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Thank you, thank you, thank you!! ❤
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😃😃😃
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Excellent write. Goes well with the image.
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Thank you, Drew! Got lucky with the image. Poem was written long before 🙂
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Ok
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Good Tempest, hopefully… Dorinda flying wild and free… 😉 Hugs! ❤
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Is there such a thing? lol Exactly where I’d love to be 🙂 Hugs!! ❤
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See? If its ‘good’ one…waiting for you… 😉 Hugs!
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Ah, ok, I’ll take it 🙂 Hugs!!
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Love that last line 🙂
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Thank you, Richard 🙂 Too bad it was only a dream.
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🙂
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