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Rain
It's raining outside.
That explains why
my will is not happening at all.
Instead of giving me the nurture
of suns' love that I long for,
nature is getting replenished and fresh.
The sound of water hitting the lonely window,
invigorating its glare,
seems to slowly cry in my face as well.
Hurt,
broken dreams of suns gleams
are for another day.
Copyright ©2006 ERIKA HUDSON
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