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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required May showers are brewing underneath the clouds and the temperature keeps bouncing up and down the ocean floor and the pregnant skies drips water from inside and my heart is singing a sweet lullaby. Lightning flashes across the horizon, hitting street and burning up bodies in the cemetery waking up souls that have gone before and elevating them to the top of the tree. The cracking trees cries from the distance and a thunderous storm breaks yonder, filling rivers, dams and the streams and soaked my pillows eroding my midnight dream. It was like the clouds were dancing in the skies with a passion originated in the grounds pulling the leaves from the tree and scattering them on the ground and the mutation begins. I have never felt this way before, something strange was walking about the shore, I peeped in the binocular to get a glimpse of it but something in the distance start making a strange sound and all of a sudden I saw a barge of bird start flying around in a circle opening in a straight line and flew away in V shape. I search for a symbolic meaning but in split seconds a sudden rush of wind creeps in and the birds began to sing. It is the kind of melody you hear in the safari when the wild animals meet and danger lurks in the street. You search diligent for an escape route and saddle up in a new pair of shoes, but the times passes quietly and my mind continue to stretch across the wilderness and a voice in the distance keeps calling. A voice in the distance has a story to tell, the voice in the distance is crying out for help, the voice in the distance is struggling against the wave, can you hear the sound from the underground the voice is coming from there and it is resonating all over the town. The voice in distance is climbing in the tree, the voice in the distance is looking for me, the voice in the distance is climbing the mountain, the voice in the distance is me. Keep searching, I am stuck between the rock and the mountain, if you dig deeper, you will find me.
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