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Lightning floating down
Smashing things with no sound After it has disappeared It crashes, booms, gives us fear Sort of like love It has its ups and downs Seemingly starting and ending With out any sound Only passion is found But then it disappears Causing pain, sorrow, tears And as lightning repeats So does love The beginning, middle, end Many say it is a sin But we all know It is only till true love begins
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