Hear the wind,
Howling loud.
Too much rain,
Too many a cloud.
Hear the crackle,
The hail fall.
Painful impact,
Upon each tiny ball.
Witness the lightening,
Hear it strike.
Bright and livid,
The bell on a bike.
Look out the window,
Regret it too soon.
The storm awakens,
And it's ready to consume.
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