Poetry

Collection of poems I wrote

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3. Rain

Rain

The thunder roared.

Rain finally poured.

They said I was strange,

Because I pondered in the rain,

But then I met someone who was also insane.

We would play with lightning.

Oh, what a beautiful thing.

Pitter, Patter, went the rain.

We finally parted and went on our ways.

It was sunny for the next few days.

But then, Pitter, Patter, went the rain.

Oh, how it's nice when someone's the same.

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