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The salt from my eyes burn As does the acid of my tongue Might a tempest relive me of sound and sight Might I unearth the hatchet and put it to proper use My hand is poised and in fury Only thunder gives me rest Dare me to breathe When I can't catch my breath Sway my temper's balance Only thunder gives me rest