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Jul 2016
Your presence is all around me
beginning as a fine mist to a
modest building crescendo
of fine molecules descending
upon my face as I tilt my head
slightly towards the heavens
The cool wet essence you embody
slowly saturates my t-shirt from
top to bottom, but I have no cares
For once I relish in mother natures
shower and drink it all in as I lift
my arms to catch every drop and
when no one is looking, I extend
my tongue and refresh myself.
Written by
Allen Robinson  The Burgh
(The Burgh)   
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   Pradip Chattopadhyay and JRF
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