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Homage To Ohmage

Standing outside, caught undercover. Catching voltage in a Florida storm. Seeing bright shock in the sky. Feeling boom in my chest. The allure of natural calamity may be a dangerous arc, which could lay my heart to rest, electrically. But how do I resist a spark? Does little lightning strike inside me? Does thunder stoke my soul? Is there a storm inside me that will make me pay a toll? Perhaps internal payment will buy endurance against the the storm. When, ohm wind, will the storm be past? And true resistance realized, at last.

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