Rain

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    Rain

    sit at my window,
    on my bed,
    watching the rain.

    it's a gloomy day,
    and the sky is gray,
    my heart is sad,
    but watching the rain,
    makes the pain go away.

    i want to feel,
    the wet rain drops on my face,
    it's so relieving,
    when life isn't going your way.

    lightning flashes,
    and the thunder rolls,
    i feel the rain,
    it's freeing my soul.

    i love the rain,
    on a gloomy day,
    when my heart is sad,
    i'm so happy because i know,
    if i lost everything,
    i'd still have the rain.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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