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You will know when a thunder storm approaches,
You will see the black clouds coming,
You will heard the wind fading,
You will see the light and hear the roars of the thundering clouds.
Like God is hitting on the clouds, like a bowling alley smacking the pins,
like two trucks hitting one another.
The storm continues to roar out in pain,
A whole is being made,
like an arrow to an animal, like a sword to a man
something begins to move the sky.
The clouds are the skins and the earth is the body,
a wind begins to pierce the earth taking everything along with it.
It hits large and the winds start hard lifting everything up, killing everything is site.
This is the storm of a million deaths, the day it hit the earth with no warning at all. Today was the
day the Hurricanes Hit the earth with all of God's power in their hands.
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