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Rain in the Summertime
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Raindrops trickle on the forest's brow
Forming transparent puddles,
That reflect your querying face
And catches the dream of a moment.
Storm cells brew on the radar,
Fearful in their presence as they pass
Life on the brink of forever's portals
Until thunder morphs into cuddles .
In the streams your form takes shape,
Eyes that gaze with hope and love
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Friday 4th February 2011 9:53 am
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