Storms

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The trees dance in a wind carrying a sweet scent.
The ground shakes in hesitant excitement as the sky roars and explodes in flashes of light.
It is a celebration.
For they know they are about to be visited by a friend they have not seen in awhile.
A friend who the trees need and would not be themselves without.
A friend whom the ground loves and holds.
A friend whom the sky introduces.
A friend who goes by the beautiful name.
Of Rain.

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