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She who brings the storm is the storm.
Her eyes flash brightly and her beauty is ever striking,
As, with her tongue she lashes out many a strike of lightning.
The birds and waves scatter in every direction as she comes,
And leaving a path of destruction goes,
Never a home is she finding.
No one knows whence she comes,
And none can stop her wrath,
As with the rain she appears,
And shall forever, throughout the years.