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May 2013
Suddenly, announcing itself awkwardly,
a thick drop landed a peck upon my windshield
singular, its consequence ambiguous
until a sum of lonely droplets
gave way to rain quick and constant
pressed against my direction
yet offering no hindrance as the patter found its rhythm
then a lapse filled with wind
but again it fell to meet me till the border of the moment
then it was over
and I was home.
Written by
Noah Matuszewski
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