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Singin' In Rain

Rain'n in my head
down my sleeve
leakin' paper wet
bucket at my feet.

Ink washin' way
over flow wells
slow wash out
brook's ah swell.

Rain'n in my head
spring never left
summers not arrived
winter soon early
some have said.

Against my roof
pound, pound splat
sounds of ...


Feelin' lazy
biometric crazy
rain'n in my head
down my sleeve
leakin' paper wet
                  daze ...

Author notes

July and it's still raining. Never stopped since spring. HOLY!!!!

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  • Wolf Mistress silver member
    August 1

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    I know aaaaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllll about that...
    We can count the dry day's on maybe two hands....

    Rain is favorite I guess..

    CONGRATS on all you acheeved...must be the rain that kept you writing..


  • albymyheart gold member
    July 26
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    Hmmmm...I can see this as lyrics put to music. Wonderful job here...Alby


  • Rheea gold member
    July 24

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    Hey I was wondering if you had gone over the edge yet. Unusual weather lower humidity and lower temps here seems so very nice yet so odd.