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Rain thicken the skies, shapes the landscape
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Heavy rain wet the forest, dances in streams,
bending bilberry shrubs placed upon mossed stones
while running rills near here on through the thicket
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Stumbling roots ― Diverting wounds
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There!, Sunbeamembraced wild trees
hidden mountainwreathed wasteland
strengthens what memories miraged:
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Strangely Reality have been branched
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There lye an arrow in the rain, shot,
brought, stuck into a forsaken heart
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Sent silenced, bittered and lived
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Stopped.
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Rained in sea