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Jun 2015
The rain is a positive thing. As it fills our reservoirs.
Yet it's so attuned to standing for the sadness in our hearts.
I appreciate the rain. For being something that is so cold,
Yet brings life all the same, to these, such weary bones.
EphemeralLikeGold
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EphemeralLikeGold  23/M
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