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Sep 2014
a  rainy sort of rain
buckets thrown  
from invisible  
sky hands
a newborn stream splashes
down main street
slicks train tracks  
and  thirsty lawns
with a spritzer
cocktail  of  cool air
no storms that night, just  plain and simple  rain.Living on the edge of tornado alley...this is always  welcome.
AprilDawn
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AprilDawn  F/Kentucky USA
(F/Kentucky USA)   
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