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slow this rain down,
and let me dance between drops,
I've been splashing in puddles and I want something fresh.
these seeds have thirst and the clouds are restless,
so that must mean,
that the ends are mutual.
the ocean runs circles around this island.
and the comfort strikes me thoughtful.
patterns patter out window pane loops
fingers tap art on keys,
and I miss you a little, and
I'll share this hot chocolate with you.
