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May 05. 2026
I flash with a jagged, electric grin, A spark from the clouds where the storms begin. I’m a spear of white light that strikes the ground, Followed always by a booming sound.
May 05. 2026
I flash with a jagged, electric grin, A spark from the clouds where the storms begin. I’m a spear of white light that strikes the ground, Followed always by a booming sound.