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Jan 2020
early morning

rain is not falling
but I stay inside

take a long shower
and imagine I am

falling forming
drops not flakes

in the middle
we are all the same

one step from
what came before

one step from
what comes after

I do not dry myself
letting the air

absorb me
pull me into

the cycle that
creates rain

the one we learned
about in middle school

what came before
is part of what is

and what is will be
part of what comes
John Destalo
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John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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