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Jul 2016
Raindrops race down the pane
Some busy and breathless
Some slow and thoughtful
All equal in size shape and beauty
I reflect as we all reflect
Distorted by the moon light
The darkness makes me appear lost
The face has no smile no emotion
Just a knowing
That the rain will stop
It always does
We live closer to the earth never to the heavens
DB
Darrel Weeks
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Darrel Weeks  48/M/Derbyshire
(48/M/Derbyshire)   
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