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Nov 2014
I can hear the rain falling hard and fast outside my window. Rain coming
Down to water city sidewalks and streets. People pass with raised
Umbrellas rushing to work. Raindrops touch places where spring
Flowers lived before surrendering to death.Washing the city clean
Each second that it drops down asks no permission to do its  mission
Count on the rain with a steady beat to be around . And if you don't
Have to go anywhere just pull up the covers to your chin and know
The falling rain coming down is everybody's friend
Have a cup of warm tea on me.Or relax in a bubble bath and breath free
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
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