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Rain.
Rain.
I don't like your colour,
Can't hear your noise
Anymore.
You cover streets in winter,
Keep my heart there,
In grey lands.
Let rivers overflow
And my heart sinkingÂ
Into colourless melancholy.Â
I want to be
At a sunny place.
I want to feel the golden light
And warmth on my skin.
©️ By Magical whispersÂ
Wednesday 11th March 2020 9:02 am
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