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It’s a choice that is mine

As I write again about the rain

I like how it makes me feel again

The coldness on my skin as it trickles down

It traces my face and across my frown

As I raise my hand to catch the drops

To gaze at the clouds and trace the plots

Darkness all around ever so near

No need to be frightened, no need for fear

The storm will pass, it always does

It never lasts long enough

I shudder now in my sodden state

It never was a mistake

I’ll do it again every time

It’s a choice that is mine

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