Lightning races across
The tar-stained landscape
In untamed exuberance.
Thunder chases after,
Screaming in frustration
At being the slow kid
In the game of tag.
Hail stands by the sidelines
And applauds
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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