It struck me - every day -
The Lightning was as new
As if the Cloud that instant slit
And let the Fire through -
It burned Me - in the Night -
It Blistered to My Dream -
It sickened fresh upon my sight -
With every Morn that came -
I though that Storm - was brief -
The Maddest - quickest by -
But Nature lost the Date of This -
And left it in the Sky.
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