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Jan 2015
Fat globs
Hit the window
Trickle down the pipe
Watery and cold
Accompanied by wind
And the night
Perishable by the hot midnoon sunshine
Forgiven for their fat, wet drips
Of cloud tears
Written by
Rockie  18/F
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