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Sep 2015
The feeling of rain on your skin
Of it running, streaming, down your face
The sound of it hitting the ground, the pavement, the bleachers around you
The night sky above you, your eyes closed, staring up at it
Nothing but the cold rain trailing down your skin,
The sound of it around you,
Nothing on your mind except everything around you, the rain, the sound, the feeling
Isn't all just
Relaxing?
Jacob Smith
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Jacob Smith  18/M/Kentucky
(18/M/Kentucky)   
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