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Raining down on the bereaved journey First I hear the rumbling of the thunder, their shrieks of pain.... Then Slowly, it starts to shower down it's big tears.... Shivering cold gusts of wind, humbly numbing our senses.... Trees rain and wind resonate, together... – *by Vinay Rana*	2 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
September Skies It's cold outside, I can see the air, that come's out of your chest your hands are still warm and, your lips, soft as the winter sun. we cuddle under the rug over, the pastel grass, laying down, taking in the clear September skies. ... – *by Vinay Rana*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

Raining down on the bereaved journey

First
I hear the rumbling of
the thunder, their
shrieks of pain....

Then
Slowly, it starts to
shower down
it's big tears....

Shivering
cold gusts of
wind, humbly
numbing our senses....

Trees
rain and wind
resonate, together...

– by Vinay Rana

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added 1 year ago

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September Skies

It's cold outside, I
can see the air, that
come's out of your chest
your hands are still warm
and, your lips,
soft as the winter sun.

we cuddle under the rug
over, the pastel grass,
laying down, taking in the
clear September skies.
...

– by Vinay Rana

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added 1 year ago

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