wind
blows,
curtians
fluttered,
flapped.
truth,
fiction
muttered,
the breeze
slacked.
rain
falls,
panes
close.
Soft
rhythmic
in
art
iculate
riddles,
droplets
stream,
tapped
memory
flows.
Con
den
sa
tion
dampens
sill,
time
drifts,
I
remain
still.
grey
grey
gazing,
hyp
not
ical.
rain
rain,
go
away
come
again
some
other
day.
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 4:41 PM UTC
wind
blows,
curtians
fluttered,
flapped.
truth,
fiction
muttered,
the breeze
slacked.
rain
falls,
panes
close.
Soft
rhythmic
in
art
iculate
riddles,
droplets
stream,
tapped
memory
flows.
Con
den
sa
tion
dampens
sill,
time
drifts,
I
remain
still.
grey
grey
gazing,
hyp
not
ical.
rain
rain,
go
away
come
again
some
other
day.
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