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The distant murmurs of a coming storm,

Shutters clatter, curtains call,

Humid heat stills the air,

interrupted by the fist of THOR!

Darkened room now flooded by THE DAY,

Falling back to sepia cast.

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Rumbles, tumbles, battles in the sky,

Flickering, squalling, assaulting ear and eye.

Enervation, spine on fire,

aching, shaking -

the quaking moment betwixt fear and desire.

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The blackened cast fleets like a shadow scared,

But the inner storm dwells in this room, bared.


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