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Feb 2021
Lament not the drops of falling rain
Harvest your garden once the storm wanes

Cast aside your umbrella to indulge in some fun
Dancing in puddles as clouds break for the sun

Storms have a purpose to ravage, to grow
Even after darkness, there'sΒ Β beauty to show

Don't hide in fear of the ebon clouds en masse
Look beneath your feet....
they eventually bring you
green grass
TheConcretePoet
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