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my Onda Mel ... Playing in the Rain ushered into a joyful dance storm clouds above they take hold of me whirling twirling just by chance resounding thunder beats its drum inside my vein against my brain arms flung wide – let the wild rain come ~ ~ ~ form: Onda Mel (8 lines, syllables 8-4-4-8-8-4-4-8, rhyme abbacddc) prompt: water (09.24.20) |