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Thunder,
Dark and brooding,
Anger in the flash,
In the crashing sounds,
As the bolt hits earth.
Rain,
falls heavy and light,
loud and sounds,
Rain are the tears,
For those in mourning.
Friends,
Like the bones of people,
connected to each other,
Making us stand tall,
As the bones grow older together.
Fire,
Burns bright and can destroy,
Anger and hate in teh eye of the flame,
Yet can be consoled by my tears,
Extinguishing the depression.
Written 14.01.04
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