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  1. Posted June 17, 2022 at 7:07 pm | Permalink

    The rain on my face;
    I love the feeling of rain on my face as it washes over me, A passing shower or a raging torrent it matters not, can’t you see , It’s just the feeling it gives me, a cleansing if you like, As the water flows slowly down my face into my open mouth, I drink with pleasure the soothing drop’s, holding back the urge to shout, “let it rain” “let it rain” rain down on me, I love it can’t you see, Because no one can notice my tears as I cry, realizing all of my fears, please walk on by, For there’s nothing but stormy skies inside my head with a thundering pain in my broken heart, So I keep my walking in the rain and hope it isn’t all in vain, My hope is that someday love and compassion will enter my life once more, To make life special like it was before.
    Anthony Mc Gann.

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