The calm, cool wind
Whistles outside
A storm rising
Threatens to take a life

Raindrops tease the ground
Toying with the air
A blanket covers the sky
Taking away light

Thunder rumbles and
Lightning cracks the air
Rain falls harder
With more purpose,

Purpose to crush anything
That moves
Light snaps
Sky goes dark


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