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Rain.(: It is when you walk through the rain. and how it feels on your skin. |
| Light drops of liquid splatter on my silky skin Tears that do not belong to me but the greatness of us all Chilling but warm as the winter breeze spreads through me The angry clouds yell out to us, through we do not answer The liquid blanket covers all around us, leaving us drentched with tears Shoes that swim on there own, we march down the road too our warm hideout Where we breathe and age through the life we fullfill |