the rain

The rain fell softly and slowly,
its pitter-patter lulling the man
into thoughts of comfort,
but never warning him
of the oncoming storm.

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  1. Hey! You sounded like you were trying to remind me of who you were. How could I forget Lydia?!? Or Charli for that matter.

    I hope everything is going well, I checked out your blog, very nice.

    Thanks for leaving a comment!

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