Thunderstorm

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A flash of light, too quick to see.
Rumbling, softly in the distance.
The baying for dogs as they scramble for cover.
The patter on the roof confirms your thoughts,
While your heart rate calms.
The smell of earth lulls you to sleep as you realize:
You love thunderstorms.

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