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Aug 23, 2016

Rain on my window sills

As the rains drum down my windows
I open them a little to allow a sprinkle
Of the showers you so loved
Wet me once more.

There is nothing that i write
That can bring you back once more.


  1. Touching... there is nothing I can write that will bring him back once more.... sad...

  2. This is so mournful. Short, but spot-on.


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