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Rain

Rain graciously descending from the clouds of elation

Colliding against cracked window panes

Streaking downwards, like tears rolling off a innocent cheek  

Fallen to your knees

Those which came before reside forever in our construct

Rain down on me

Watering the soil, where the past meets our home at last

 

◄ Where did we go wrong?

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Comments

Grace Meadows

Mon 29th May 2023 16:22

Wonderful Cody! thank you.

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