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Loud Thunder

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By Forest GreenPublished a day ago • 1 min read
Loud Thunder
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The clouds convene with thunderous delight,
Their voices clash in wild electric flight.

The earth beneath trembles, awake from sleep,
Each crack and boom a promise it will keep;
A symphony of nature's fierce embrace,
Resounding loud across the open space.

Raindrops leap like dancers on the stage,
Their rhythm strikes like words upon a page;
The air alive with stories yet untold,
In every note—a memory unfolds.

Children laugh as lightning paints the sky,
Their joy erupts as if to dare the high;
While lovers stand together hand in hand,
And share their secrets loud across the land.

So let us raise our voices to this sound,
For in its roar our lost hearts may be found;
With every storm that shakes our weary bones,
We learn to find our strength within these tones.

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Forest Green

Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy.

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    Written by Forest Green