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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