breathing wondering quietly awaiting the big storm and the lustful rain trembling and once the pain was gone nothing left to roam there are voices in the hall you say and no one to listen and so we STOP wait and listen again and always thinking of the rain wishing waiting wavering the rain the damned rain and who’s to fall but you I hear buzzing in the halls behind the walls and everyone sleepwalks to and fro there’s a shadow in the ocean you say again I think of the rain and shudder but lightly no more than that oh well the rain I suppose
Into starllight.
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