It’s raining, in the clear twilight
without any clouds, obscuring stars
sitting at the window, cleaning my soul
feeling the pain, healing the scars
I don't understand, the nature, the signs
Buried tears are surfacing again
betraying time and deluding life
deceiving conscious self of mine
collapsing droplets, recounting life
creating illusions of lovely yesteryears
water assimilating the water
Mirror reflecting the image of mirrors
It's raining, garnering snippets of life
mind, swanning over the past and future
moments making communion with memories
earth, absorbing, conforming with water
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This is yet another good :)
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