Rain
Our universes’ tears
A cleanser of our troubles
A fresh start
She let the heavy rain plummet down to the earth
Raindrops clasping her built up troubles
Anxious to be let free
Each raindrop met with her body
Cleansing her suffering
Each water molecule shattering
Each of her worries shattering
Each raindrop stained the ground
leaving its mark
Its token of identification of what its job once was
To cleanse
Its token of identification of what it once was
A worry
Rain
Our universe’s tears
A cleanser of our troubles
A fresh start
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