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A Mind Wandering in the Rain

It dawned like many other late-autumn days,

the world all about lay damp

the ground seeped water like a sponge

with every step taken upon it

.

Nature lay completely silent, asleep

leaving the constant pelting of rain

as the only thing that would

pierce the moist silence

.

There, on a wet field stands I

the only life form visible

hood covering my head but

being drenched by Autumn’s barrage

.

The day, the seasonal conditions

though liveable, are most conducive

to a mind wandering its past

especially moments of loss and tragedy

.

Having endured the pelting for

long enough that the hood lay on my head

and having rambled the dark past sufficiently

it was time for shelter and warmer thoughts

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