. •••••••• •••••••••••••••• sound of running puddles• listen...to the as they make window pane• their way out pelting my of stagnant the rain• troubles•listen sound of ...to the calm ...to the calling of listen the moist • breeze•as it whispers its hopeful promises and decrees• listen...to the chaos in my heart • heals it- self everyday be- fore again it gets torn apart ••••
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Begin reading from mid left of the poem and work your way round.