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Rain


Gently knocking on my window

Coloring the sky with gray

Flowing down hills toward the meadow

It's the highlight of my day

 

My face frozen in time

As my cheek of porcelain

Touches the see-through wall

 

Every Time it heats up

Fades away

Leaving a puddle of smoke suck

To the face of it

 

Calming me with it's gentle lullaby

As i step into the world of dreams

 

or is it nightmares?

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