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today my mind is drizzling and i can feel my thoughts drip drip drip into the crevices of memories that were once dry i sit on my bed listening to the quiet tapping of ideas falling into place, feeling the solitude of being it's raining, but everything is warm
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May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 7:05 AM UTC
summer rain
today my mind is drizzling and i can feel my thoughts drip drip drip into the crevices of memories that were once dry i sit on my bed listening to the quiet tapping of ideas falling into place, feeling the solitude of being it's raining, but everything is warm
tina-galang
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May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 7:05 AM UTC
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