A story told while it rains*
I look out the window and see droplets on the pane
Another story told and gone, washed with the rain
The day lingers on as the clouds move west
One can only be without doubt and hope for the best
For when I hit to slumber in another world tonight
To awaken fresh and strong and to see the sunlight
Dom*Colucci 2011
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