Rain

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I can look at rain forever
Maybe that does not sound clever.
It does not ease pain
Yet I love the rain.

Falling down like an organised ballet
It is like the chaos in my head
The lightning, the thunder with its hard sound
Like the echos of thoughts in my head that make it pound.

The ticking sound on the window
Makes me smile even when I am low.
I do not know why it is so calming
Maybe because it is for others so alarming.

I still do not know why I love rain
Or why it eases pain
Maybe it is because rain
Treats everyone the same.

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