warm evening rain in addressing the public

  • Jan. 7, 2020, 7:07 a.m.
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warm evening rain do you remember
nothing breaks as sweet as that first laugh
cross streets, the pull and even then i knew
it’s the reason i avoided you.
my roots unplanted in familiar soil
i thought i needed time to bloom
but one can’t stop the rain from falling
nor could i stop myself with you

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