A drought in my state of being...
Every cloud, every storm deceiving
I prayed for the rain
Let it wash off the stain
Of my yesterday...

To the point of
Cursing everyone...
I found no comfort in the sun

One day... I awaken...
To the quiet of a thousand snowflakes
Forsaken...

****** for every flood
That drowned an eye...
Persecuted for her right
To ask
Why... it drowned them...

Gently beating on the pains
Of my window...
Soft and quiet, burying herself
Among the drifts...

And she asked this....

"Can I fall upon your earth?
Quench the soil and your thirst...
Give to you... a snow white dream...
Make the color fade away...
Black and white
Your everything..."

I wiped the frost from my eyes...

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