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Another rumble pierces the quiet
The start of another raucous riot
Thunderous sounds, lightning flashing
Clouds open up, rain falls, thrashing
Pummeling nature, impeding paradise
Flowers lay fallen, a cruel sacrifice
Through open curtains, I see it unfold
Watching as skies become uncontrolled
Then my eyes grow heavy, to stay awake I must fight
Til I fall asleep, to the sound of the rain, in the night
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Nice one ❤
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Thank you very much, Joseph ❤
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You’re welcome 🙂
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It is a great metaphor but I also love taking it literally. You know, we both are thunderstorm lovers 😄
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We were supposed to have another overnight but nothing. I was hoping for some inspiration. Now it’s just raining ☔️
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What can we do… right?
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Awesome! 🌹🌹😎
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Thank you very much! ❤
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Love the moody atmospherics!
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That’s me, Ms. Moody lol. Thank you, my friend! ❤
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