rain, beautiful rain
come down upon the sad sorrows of this frigid white earth
fill up the lakes and the rivers and the ponds
erase your cold-hearted counterpart
take it
away, away!
and then return with only Apollo carrying the birds and flowers
upon his mighty chariot
to save us from this hellish glacial world
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Misc.
General Fictionalas! a wild virtual junk drawer! what heinous social commentaries will he write? what sad self inserts will be created? literally dont take anything in here seriously, half of this shit is the aftermath of my preteen angst
