letter 3: rain

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dear you ~
i think we're both silent creatures
our eyes meet
our lips shape words
and no sound comes forth.
we part ways,
heads down,
feet quick,
separate.
i wish -
no, not wish, i will
have you hear me
someday soon
soon, i'll say it
in a way that reaches you,
because i can't keep quiet
much longer.
~the girl in the rain

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