The sky falls and the rain drums.
Windows keep time with the beat.
The storm drips, down.
And roof adds bass.
Lower notes intoned through the night.
Chimes ring.
Air pushed hard sounding melody.
It is the plunging and straining. That cause.
Orchestral refrain. To burst.
Shove hard, plummet deep, the song's complex.
And the night swells. With anthem loud.
And all the world , falling, pushing, is music.
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