Storms

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The raging storm, with wrathful waves

The captain's boat, sailing its watery, blue filled grave.

The boat tossed and turned, the captain prayed dearly.

The storm then cleared, and the heavens were eerie.

The clouds then faded, the sky then brightened.

The smiling captain look up, as the sun was now shining.

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