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Water filled skies shade the land, a miserable scene. Raindrops fall, they land and splatter, great in number, makes me feel small. Mind. Numbing. Endless patter. Sinking into a slumber, I begin to cry. An endless shower. The howling wind, the trembling trees, the drowning flowers, the earth that’s dimmed, it’s only me and the cold filled air – nobody cares.
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Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 3:26 PM UTC
a miserable scene
Water filled skies shade the land, a miserable scene. Raindrops fall, they land and splatter, great in number, makes me feel small. Mind. Numbing. Endless patter. Sinking into a slumber, I begin to cry. An endless shower. The howling wind, the trembling trees, the drowning flowers, the earth that’s dimmed, it’s only me and the cold filled air – nobody cares.
PaulRogers
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Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 3:26 PM UTC
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