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Twin Storms Rumbles of thunder in her heart, Lightning strikes from her furious eyes. Another
stormy night is brewing Within her soul and the violent skies. The storm without matching within, The tempest
raging with no rest. Her angry eyes watching angry clouds, Roiling and broiling to the west. She paces
in time with the wind, Staring impatiently at the silent phone. With a crack of thunder she knows; Her beating heart
turned to silent stone. Her tears match the rain outside, Her cries the moaning, endless gusts. For she
finally knew the truth; Her lover left her for anothers lusts.
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