Rain.

Rain.

It’s something
I could write about over and over
the rain, it could never bring me misery.

How a leaf curls open
rain drops pearl
Drip down to its ends.

The rain bouncing
Off surfaces,
Naturally
Casually.

The rain it could
never
bring me misery.

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