it's 3am
rain
is ponding
against
the window
darkness
swallows
even
the moon
and stars
and my soul
feels weirdly
vulnerable
May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 6:21 AM UTC
it's 3am
rain
is ponding
against
the window
darkness
swallows
even
the moon
and stars
and my soul
feels weirdly
vulnerable
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