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Apr 2014
A soft rain falls
From the light gray sky.
If you don't look closely,
It seems
There is no rain at all.
Water running in small
Rivers down the hill and
Across the grass.
Like veins of blood
Circulating to a beating
Heart.
Thick, big drops of
Waterfall from the
Tree branches.
In puddles there are
Ripples.
And yet...
if you don't look closely,
It seems
There is no rain at all.
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