I waltz over the sopping strands of
green life rooted to the ground as
waters fall from overhead gray.
the rain
never leaves
my ears
the rain
never leaves
my hair
the rain
never leaves
my bare
feet.
I waltz over those sopping strands.
green life rooted to the ground as
waters fall from overhead gray.
the rain
never leaves
my ears
the rain
never leaves
my hair
the rain
never leaves
my bare
feet.
I waltz over those sopping strands.
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