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“Rain” — C.Birde, 7/20

“I am the rain,”

her voice pattered

amongst the leaves,

“slaking & soaking,

praised & cursed.

I am a multitude –

of oceans,

of voices;

raising & eroding.”

She touched my face.

“I accept,”

she hushed,

“your tears.”

— C.Birde, 7/20

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