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It's undeniable-
This anticipation of something dark.
Looking up, I see it-
A silver streak that splits the sky,
Even if just for a short second,
I know that it holds much more power than it appears to be.
One Mississippi,
Two Mississippi,
Three Mississippi,
Four-
The sky gives a deep and tired groan
Before I can count anymore.
It shakes my very bones
And
Feels as if it could last forever.
Rain follows close behind
Progressing with each moving second,
Until rain is all I hear.
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Polaroids Lost in Time
PoesíaOriginal poems, short stories and lost polaroids. Some sad and others bittersweet.
