Walking in the rain
Lone tear so wet
Blending soul pain
With mind regret
Pebbles in the shoe of time
A slip of my tongue
Ripples the mind of mine
Of no reason why
To break that open
Close that end
There so then
So called wind
Rolling nigh way deep
Mad man dreams this sleep
While at the mourn of why
All are born to die……………….
FTBAS 2.23.12
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