Song of the Storm

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One second is all it will take

For life to flash and final breath fake,

For the body to shut down and break,

For the limbs to jump into space.

Fear only from what is above,

Never a plane or bug or dove

But something that is faster than love

And final spot it shall place.

What goes by quicker than a memory,

Louder than a bass melody,

Shocking to the basic body,

And quicker than the fastest race?

A spark shall make a brain become undone,

Eclectic to the basic fun,

Deadlier than the strongest gun,

And instant the moment it comes face-to-face.

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