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A dark growl of cloud rumbles across the sky

Rolling and tumbling
Curling and creeping

It teased its way through bright of day

Patterns and spirals as lightening crackles

Pitter patters of slamming droplets on

Window panes a- shaking with the thumping

Through the shaking ground – quaking with

Fear of another strike

From the strong beam and

Mumbles of volume through settling skies