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Beauty's Vengeance

the thunder cracks over head the lightning strikes the bay the storm is in full swing the wind dances around me a warm heavy rain cascades on the ground lightning strikes twenty feet away turning to flee turning back around moving forward as lighting strikes the ground this night this storm is to good to miss the heart races with the roar of the clouds energy pulsing though the air with in this chaos there is a calm still it not what i'm here to see

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Date: 9/17/2009 9:49:00 AM
Greatness to me is the ability to be oneself and rule ones own world... never mind that I always say that to almost everyone, it is my own way of telling poeple to do more. great you! Thanks for that observation friend! Adeleke
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Date: 9/17/2009 4:49:00 AM
Picture this well I can. Great. Sara
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