Rain.

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I rest my head on my window,

As I adore your sound.

Looking at the cracks on the streets,

That you fill up.

Examine you,

As you slip down my window.

The thuds you make on my rooftop,

That make my loneliness go away.

I wonder if you could wash away my pain,

As you wash away the dust off the roads.

And when you're done,

I wish to shine as bright as,

The sun peeking out of the dark clouds.

I wish to watch a boat filled with my sadness,

Float away with you.

And be happy for ever...

-RJ


It's raining today and I am really cold. I hope you all are doing fine. Take care...

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