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Mar 2016
The ceaseless hearing
of the pitter pattering
That pulls you in deep
Whenever the grey clouds weep

You close your eyes
As the atmosphere cries
in which resounds from the ceiling
Leaving that tranquil trace of a feeling
I'm a guilty pluviophile
Death by Decoy
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Death by Decoy  18/F/Philippines
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