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It’s Raining
The window is clear when I wake
I can see down to the city
Light cast from the sun
Clouds light
The window is foggy when I prepare for bed
I can see down to the city
Light from every building
Clouds dense
The window is blurry with water from the sky when I wake
Gasping, face wet
I can see down to the city
Splotches dark, the delta center bright
Clouds so dark I can’t see the end of them
It’s Raining, I sit in my rickety dining chair and listen