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Friday, January 17, 2014

Rainy Days

The silent wind whispers, gently 
As I brush the fallen rain from my face 
The sensation so abrupt, but peaceful 
Calming the rushed patter of the worries 
that envelope my mind 
I breath a sigh of relief inviting 
the tranquility of my current state 
Hoping the rain never ends 
Welcoming the dark clouds 
"Rest easy, live free" the wind hollers 
to my awakened senses 
"Inhale the freshness of the drizzle" bellows 
the light gust. 
Advice taken, delighted to have missed the downpour

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