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This is a poem i wrote after sitting in the rain in my backyard |
| Many people see many things Each thing different, each thing the same When I look in the rain I see hope When others look, they see sorrow The rain symbolizes a new start, a new tomorrow It symbolizes the passing of someone close The bringing in life of someone closer Rain shows how our sins can be washed away How our skins can be cleansed again and again How our hopes can drive us on and through And how we see the world, between me and you |