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| Enlightening |
2/22/1994
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Thunder can be heard, a deafening sound.
It splits, breaks through.
Lightning accompanies the thunder, a bluish second of time.
The storm causes electricity to disappear.
Rustling hands search desperately for light.
It flickers and nobody notices anything different except for the rain pummeling down.
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