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Jan 2010
I spread my arms open wide
and feel the wave of rain
wash over me,
erasing all the pain.
My hair sticks to my face,
my clothes feel wet and thin,
and I begin to laugh
as water seeps into my skin.
The clouds are looming gray
the sky is much too dark
and even though I'm crying,
I still love this park.
I fall onto my back
getting splashed with the mud
and I'm still laughing
as the rain washes away the blood.
Sequoia C
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Sequoia C  California
(California)   
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