𝓲𝓽 𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷.

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It rained again.
pitter patter
on the roof.
You held me
tightly,
lovingly,
and the rain stopped.

It is raining again.
drizzle drizzle
but now
you aren't here.
sadly,
painfully,
and the rain turns into a flood.

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