It screams silently.
It begs to be noticed.
It claws at the scene desperate to be found.
It creeps into minds looking for validation.
Its energy demands to be felt...
The electrifying wind in the air.
Its existence holds meaning.
Its meaning is interpretable.
Those who see are in awe.
Those who are blind are blissfully unaware.
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