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Thursday, September 30, 2010

The Thunderstorm




The thunder cloud loomed overhead, though it had been only a short ten minutes since I saw it approaching. Eddies of dust and leaves rose and fell, as the whirring wind whistled through the trees. A roar of thunder rolled across the dark sky. A dead tree burst into flames as it was hit by a streak of lightning, only to be doused immediately by a torrent of rain.

- Maitri

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