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Rain
misterk72

I am sitting in the rain,
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my eyes closed, breathing the wind,
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washing away the hated pain,
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the chains of sorrow fading.
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The horses fly on the horizon,
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blanketing my painted soul,
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making me laugh for no reason;
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drop by drop, the rain falls.
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The peacocks cry and I am deaf
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to the shouts of pride and gain,
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closing my eyes to shaming theft,
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the rain washes away the stains.
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When the angels rise to the call
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of wind and sea and fearful storm,
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their shadows dance on empty walls,
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in the rainbows they take form.
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Still I sit on this wet grass,
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watching the stars crowding the sky,
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the clouds forever racing past;
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it will soon be my turn to cry.
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4 May 18


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