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Rated: E · Poetry · Environment · #2205650
A poem about living

I stood and I listened
2am was the time to be alive
To breathe

The pitter patter of the rain
Like white noise
A soft cool breeze
The harsh darkness
The sky flashed with lightning

It rained harder
The water slapping the wooden stairs
Thunder boomed and banged
Rumbled and roared
Rocking the world as it slept
So quietly, most had no idea

2am was the time to be alive
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