The sky cries,
Tears fall thick and heavy
through the sky.
Drenching
Mourning.
People hurry,
Through the torrent.
I watch,
As an outsider.
Water drips
Down my face.
I shall not run,
From one that causes no harm.
Cold,
Inspiring.
Just simply
Rain.
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