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May 2012
I can hear the wind chimes,
and it keeps time,
Like it's giving me a sign,
a way to find,
What will happen next.

The sunlight on the trees,
Just right and glistening,
Makes me want everything I see,
to stay and keep me company,
forever in this moment.

On my table I see raindrops,
The sun is out, the rain's stopped,
From each leaf the rain hops,
Drips and drops,
I wish it would continue.

I can still hear the wind chimes,
You, once, were mine,
But so you know after all this time,
I'm afraid I will never find,
somebody like you.
Nicole Sarandon Venable
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