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Flexing the old poetry muscle.

As the thunder rolls and shakes
The window cracks with a hope to break
A soft coo and a sweet cry
Can make the world crumble to try
To be the best at what life brings
Sing the song that makes your soul spring
Into action, packed with fireworks
Into sarcasm, filled with explosives
These are the times
When the darkness rises
That the light is forgotten
The red grows in her eyes
Along with the cries that
Come along too often.

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