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Rain
May 16, 2009
I watch the rain fall like tears,
Steadily, like hands on a clock.
Slowly, it washes away the day,
Cleansing the dry, dirty Earth.
The rain is innocent you see,
It does not know its own force and destruction.
It prances towards us like a small child,
Arms out-stretched with a handfull of wild flowers,
Leaving its dark footprints for all to see.
Loudly it says, "Look what I have!" and gives us a striking smile.
As the rain falls down now,
I know that it will soon calm and rest a while.
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