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The lightning strikes
The thunder roars
The wind howls
The raindrops fall

I stood by the window
Hearing screams of little kids
Seeing people fleeing the rain
Feeling alive, for once.

Droplets of rain hit my face
Reminding me that I am still living,
not dead, as I thought.
Perhaps, I am not an alien.

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