So I'm sitting here listening to "Born Country" by Alabama.I wd be sitting in my barracks room on my bed to be more specific an I'm thinking an dreaming bout wat It wd be like to stand on a hill with sweats an a tshirt in oklahoma. Totally surrounded by waist deep grass the blazing hot sun an then of to NW an absolutely magnificent storm. I gaze at the storm an notice quickly that it has the signature of a supercell thunderstorm. Suddenly a truly insane gust of hot dry wind sweeps across my body attempting to drag me with it. I feel the hair on my arm being pulled an small particles of dirt being blast into my face. I look Down the hill an see horses an cows an I catch out the corner of my eye an absolutely gorgeous lightning bolt jump swiftly from the clouds to ground. It takes my breath away while I listen intently for the air to speak. Suddenly I hear a growl of authority power an anger as the air speaks fiercly as the lightning burned it
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