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Rain

you know that smell that smell that everyone loves the smell after a storm nature being reborn the fresh breath you take the last drop it gives That is everyone's favorite part of a storm they sit inside while it happens with hot coco and a enduring book curled up in the softest blanket they could find intertwined in this novelistic world not me i love the storm as soon as the rain starts my life switch turns on barefoot running through puddles that's the game i play singing every song with the moment that's the drug i take soaking wet no sign of regret there is where my never land is

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Date: 5/3/2015 6:48:00 PM
You're a free spirit! Loved this poem on rain. "soaking wet no sign of regret". Carpe diem! Keep writing, Abigail. I enjoyed wading through your display of talent today. Hugs! Kim :)
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