A silent storm began to rage
The two plump hills were cloaked in rose
The pair of bright pools, suddenly dull and clouded
Began to overflow
The rain came down
There was no stopping it.
The cave opened wide;
A sound reverberating in the deep tunnels
A silent storm caused by a brief,
earsplitting,
Heartbreaking
Clap of thunder.
As the bullet struck his true love in the heart.
As the car smashed in on her daughter.
The storm subsides.
The damage remains.
The storm rages in time.
The damages are rebuilt in time.
The love is never lost.
In time.
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