My writing is a thunderstorm, when it rains it pours all over the page. Sometimes it floods, it’s just an overflow of feelings. It’s so deep. There is a constant thunder. It’s loud, something you’ll never forget. It gets louder and louder. Some people are too afraid, they don’t understand the beauty of the storm. There are a few random strikes of lightning. They’re bright and electrifying. Most people stay inside, but I like to run out into the storm.
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