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Reborn


I hear the thunder roar

And wait for the downpour

Watch lovers duck into art galleries they cannot afford

To escape the rain and simply because they're bored

I sit on the banks of the San Sebastian

Watch the current in action

As lightning strikes the other shore

Mother Nature is never a bore

Electrify me

So I can be

Reborn

 

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