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May 2013
You are just a tease
said the parched land to the rain
as it dries up just inches from the ground.

It's dry down here
the shriveled sage coughs out.
Can't you spare a drop?

Dark cloud floats pleasantly full
blissfully playing in the sky
as it passes through without a care in the world.

Sight unseen
the heated air snickers at them both
knowing it's the one that controls the hand.
Elaina
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Elaina
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