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Feb 2018
I love the rain

Oftentimes, she falls when I'm fallen
Sympathizes even when I'm broken
However, she reminds
Not everyday has to be sunny and bright
that as the winds chimes
out there waiting for me is some rainbow light

She's not afraid to touch me even when I'm broken and bent
sets me free when my heart is swollen and in torment
I like her  because she's cool regardless
and accepts me even when I'm a mess
All that's left is for me to confess

A rain with 6 drops for a name...
Rain
-Jean Lewis
Jean Lewis
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Jean Lewis  19/M
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