A pit-pat then shhhh…
It’s sound of clear rain rushing
Down the hard pavement
It’s sound of clear rain rushing
Down the hard pavement
The Flowing Rain
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My Sealed Fate
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to nurse my once burning, beating heart;
A stone now stands in it's solemn place,
sickened, smothered, shredded apart.
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Closing its eye and falling into a short slumber.
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Snap, Click!
Snap—
Click!
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