Storm

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Rain

That never stops.

Incessant.

No point to it

No logic tied to it

Just always raining.

Always thundering

Always fierce with no way out.

The infinite abyss of the storm that consumes

Everything around it

There is no escape

You got in the storm willingly

No way out now.

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