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Thunderstorm | ||
| Lightning cracks and thunder roars, Shaking all the panes and doors. There's a wall of pounding rain Scrubbing every dusty stain. Wind is whipping every drop, Threatening to never stop. Yet this too will pass away And we'll have a sunny day. Clouds of white and skies of blue Signify the storm is through. Birds return with cheery song To the place where they belong. | ||
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