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 Rain Poem The sound of rain tingles on the windows sounding like the crinkling of paper The sound of rain can be distinctive but only when it's pouring down When I look outside I see nothing but black I use only one sense and that is hearing The noise of rain can always be mistaken for something else Article posted January 13, 2011 at 09:45 AM • comment • Reads 922 • Return to Blog List
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