Poetry

Lightning Real

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The storm rolls

Without fury or fight

Just a spark in the darkness

To light up the night…

The crows are silent

And the wind is still-

The air hot

But still a chill…

And while the Heaven’s talk

Hell is asleep

But all storms find life

In the silence we keep…

For no secret is sound

And no noise is clear-

Just a reminder that fate

Is present and near.

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