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Splattering and spluttering, Shoes stammering and stuttering, A delicate drip on the window pane, A deluge for the runner on the muddy lane. Dirt sucks like a monster, Wakened from its slumber, Pulling at each pink stride Plastering its print on purple hide. Both warm and cold, Feeling young and old, Both watered and thirsty,Continue reading “Rain”