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Fresh Water Tears

Laying here pondering, wondering how the sound Of droplets hitting against My slanted roof put my mind At such ease. Craving for something To compliment the pitter-patter Of the tiny impacts of water. No one now pays attention To the smell of precipitation The wonderful presence of Tears brought to life by a Light fluff in the sky In comparison to the rich never- Ending atmosphere How could a long sheet of double Sided comfort provide a sense Of love in a cold room, It provides almost as much Consolation that fresh water tears do. Praying for a jolting Strike of light and reverberation Throughout my living system In order to fulfill all of the Left over exhilaration from The night I had spent Taking in the elation from The rain.

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