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I hear the sounds of thunder echo in the distance;
yet, the rain is far from falling.
Shadows lurk behind the clouds,
then jolt down onto the horizon as the sun finds refuge between the hills and valleys;
There is darkness everywhere,
For the shadows consume everything...
The light of the faded moon cannot be seen tonight;
The wind howls out...
It bends, twists, and turns itself through the branches of the hollow trees;
The branches refine the wind's screeches, and shape them into words;
Maybe it is my mind that imagines this.
Maybe my heart wants to feel something that is absent from me;
Apparently, the wind speaks what my heart keeps secret from me...
"Can the rain be any more pleasant..."
"O DARK SILENCED WORLD! Could the rain be anymore pleasing to the heart?"
Indeed... I wonder;
~*WinglessAngel*~
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