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Jun 2015
Today the rain was belting out, as it fell on the sidewalk,
a song specifically for me. She was telling me about the
time she filled the earth under command from a god she
could not believe in. She was singing in her thundery alto
pitter patter pitter patter whooosh whoosh. She was also
greeting me at my feet, collecting all her clear and crisp
and clairvoyant ideas and soaking them through my shoes
and making my socks wet.
Written by
Nemo
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   Brian Payamps
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