The memory of rain [a poem]

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Photo credits to Time Magazine

Against the wall,

dripping,

dropping, in

fluid motion, seeping

through wood, churning,

cracking, to and

fro, pouring,

eroding, the damage of water,

shifting, in truth, the

delusional fears

of floor tiles lifting, haunting,

barely breathing, wet, the

sound of calling, this

is

the world we live in.

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