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the rain came down in yards of yarn
flooding orchard with a wink
crisp cracks of laced lightning
tore through the heavens and
made our eyes tear with base fear
huddled under scaffolding grown men
shed their shoes and ran with
their children to play in the
lanes of fresh-brewed rivers
while some simply strolled
having given up the fight
nature is always right

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