
Welcome to the Book of Sunder
July
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Rising beneath a shrowd of darkness
like raindrops in a storm they fly.
Howling like ghosts in the darkness
Some fall to earth, others fly high
millions more emerging from the darkness
glowing, burning, screaming, rising
Born in flames, and in fire living
From the earth they rise as towers
then explode brightly in firery flowers
Celebratring some occasion
for viewers, this small diversion
to remember thaat day long past
At least for today, while these fireworks last
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The Book of Sunder, Copyright (C) 1995 Sunder