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Jan 2015
i sat counting rain drops on my window pane
i kept losing count and had to startΒ Β again.

counting one by one as it began to fall
it was getting faster and my mind had lost recall.

raining very hard my mind was in mess
trying to count how many was causing me distress.

next time when it rains i will look away
and think of something else.to pass the time day.
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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   Francie Lynch
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