Feel
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Rebecca Navarre
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Feel the rumble cross the skies.
From deep inside. As dark clouds
began to rise. Feel the currents
come alive. Before the storm strikes.
The breeze, the air, the life. His
strength, his power, his might.
Displayed before our sight. As the
lightning begans, to light. The
earliest of night. A Meadow lark
Takes flight.
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