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Dec 2011
the rain begins first
                                     -timid

and the drops make no sound but
they are tiny bombs destroying tiny
countries destroying tinier cities and
even tinier
us as we
walk
                                     -unsuspecting

and kiss the cement with our
arrogance
Makiya
Written by
Makiya
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     ---, Broderick, J and Makiya
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