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Lightning Strike

Lightning strikes,
The flame is out,
Quill hits the paper,
On the bleak summer night.

A shadow lurks,
On the wall outside,
Horse goes by,
With a cart behind.

He writes a note,
To the one he likes,
Scared, petrified, frightened,
He hides his thoughts.

Lightning strikes,
The flame goes out,
Thunder can be herd,
In the town ahead.

© 2013-2016


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