A rainy day :
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darkestspark
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Poetry

A rainy day :

Two twigs of cherry blossom holding a door ,waiting, widely open.

She? Inside,away from the rain that was falling over the trees;

Thus everything begged, Not even a gesture to be seen

She was lost in this world ,where she did not belong to or was to ever be

She called this place home,grieving to let go, As the door shut and didn’t appear anymore.

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