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sound of running puddles•
listen...to the as they make
window pane• their way out
pelting my of stagnant
the rain• troubles•listen
sound of ...to the calm
...to the calling of
listen the moist
• breeze•as it
whispers its hopeful
promises and decrees•
listen...to the chaos in
my heart • heals it-
self everyday be-
fore again it gets
torn apart
••••
.
Begin reading from mid left of the poem
and work your way round.