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I hear the distant thunder
Can feel it rumble underground
See the electric current cut the sky
Booming, crackling sounds
The lightening cracking
Is the clapping of hands
For the performance about to begin
The wind is blowing to beat the band
The thunder is the music
Sending the Rain Dancers to cry
Their tears cleansing all they touch
Quenching all that’s dry
Sometimes their dance is gentle
Other times they dance with warrior feet
When they cry from sadness
Flooding tears run long and deep
You know the performance is complete
Their excellent performance done
Mystically they quietly disappear
Not knowing when again they’ll come
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