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Mar 2021
the clouds say hi
mosaic sky
invigorating petrichor
satisfied sigh

worms come to breathe
sea and land bequeath
downcast children wanting more
sky a gloomy wreath

go out in the rain
and feel life on your skin
energy made lucid
earth's spirit within
what is rain, if not the heavens showing us proof of their existence?
pandemoniac
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pandemoniac  15/india
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