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RAINSONG

I was caught
in the rain
on my way to
someplace I can't
recall.

Each drop of icy liquid
burned
my face.
good radiance!
My vision was
fogged awhile
then clearer
it became,
after a dozen seconds.
I liked it,
the way my soaked clothes
clung to my skin,
keeping me warm
from the cold they caused.
I lost them_
all those various million thoughts,
under the rain.
Somehow it seemed
they had escaped to
a desert of espoir
and all I was left with
were dream catchers,
dangling,
carelessly,
fearlessly,
hopelessly,
in half-witted rhythm
together with the thumping
in my head,
my neck,
my heart,
the music I felt in my ears,
tasted on my tongue
and heard with my eyes.
I looked around,
no one in sight.
What a shame,
the world had abandoned
such beautiful moment
and instead watched from
the safety of
their warm beds.
g.o.
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the way the air would heavily light
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then imbalance to
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