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Aug 2019
Let it rain
as I explain
how this water
washes all
that is in vain
out and into
a metal drain.

Let this rush
of running liquid
take with it
the pain
and filth
of this hot day.

Breaking
summer’s silence
let the storm’s
oncoming violence
shake the sediment foundation
as erosion
changes
the face of this
waterlogged nation.

I’ll slip on
my work coat
as you walk on
all alone
swept up
in this wet fury
cause you were in
too much of a hurry.

Let it rain
and feed
the green
what it needs
to replenish
from fallen seeds
all the bushes, grass
and beautiful trees.

Let it rain
and with
the cool percussion
I’ll drift
deeply
into
the greedy
refreshing
sleep
that I need.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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