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Anticipation


the rain that freely poured from the clouds

awaited the end of their fall

but just as they hoped to hit the pavement

they were forced back into the clouds

suffocated amongst thousands of other

raindrops that wished to be falling

and the once thought of companion

their friend the cloud

turned grey that rain-scented night

 

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