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Beauty of the Rainstorm
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WRITTEN IN THE PER SPECTIVE OF A 5 YEAR OLD Beauty of the Rainstorm There’s a gentle breeze against my neck The afternoon air is cool and relaxing The rain has been keeping a fairly steady pace Puddles have formed in the streets and everyone has run inside to hide from a few drops of water Are they made of cotton candy? I know I am But, the water is coolly relaxing If the breeze kicks up just right—my legs get misted Truth be told, my feet are sopping wet and slightly dirty I had been walking bare foot before the rain began They’re cold—but I won’t let that thought reach the conscious front of my mind I cannot budge from this spot Not for food Not for drink And certainly not to get a pair of socks or flip-flops gege if yo uon hit me up on aim hazy be crazy |
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