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*The driving rain is a catalyst for change , for opening hearts or tearing them apart , for poetic muse , for paying your dues , unencumbered on the golden rail or a first class ticket to certain hell The drops tap time outside my window A trickle a trifle to a deep crescendo With innuendos of a special nature , midnight functionality failure , belaying the cliffs of Dover one wrong move , into 'the Channel' and over*
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Apr 2, 2017
Apr 2, 2017 at 9:26 PM UTC
Rain , Insomnia and Lunacy ...
*The driving rain is a catalyst for change , for opening hearts or tearing them apart , for poetic muse , for paying your dues , unencumbered on the golden rail or a first class ticket to certain hell The drops tap time outside my window A trickle a trifle to a deep crescendo With innuendos of a special nature , midnight functionality failure , belaying the cliffs of Dover one wrong move , into 'the Channel' and over*
Copyright April 2 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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