Different

Sun, 04/21/2013 - 21:41 -- powanne

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11795
United States
40° 42' 40.1724" N, 73° 18' 21.672" W

The sky is gray
Puddles are filled
Nobody realizes
How beautiful the slippery pavements,
The muddy grounds,
The fresh air,
The glistening grass,
The wet skin, truly are.
It washes my hair,
Cleans my face,
Cleanses my mind, and
Purifies my soul
I become different

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