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A thunderstorm came up and shook the very fiber of me. I trembled with its crashing, teeth a'gnashing at the thrill of it. There is no sound I can compare, with light'ning flashing through the air, all within the rain and wind I'm under, brightest flashing seemingly at one with thunder. And so I crawl beneath the sheets a'quiver, while nature delivers up her storm, withholding any harm to my appreciative form now curled up tight and warm abed.
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