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I'll be honest with you
I haven't got much of a heart in me
to put in a poem

Sitting on the edge of my porch
legs swinging back and forth
eyes closed
trying to feel each rain drop on my bare feet
I think that its very important to acknowledge the momentary presence of each and every rain drop
I come in contact with
at least right now it is

Right now
is a cluster of moments
I've never experienced before

Right now
I have no where else to be
there is nothing else to do
and there is no one else to see

It's just me
and the rain

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