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by Michael Goddard Oct 24, 2003 category : Life, society / other
The droplets that settle beneath my feet that soak into my souls the sound they make as i stagger home my journey short but long the rains it seems, settles down and stops is ochestric sound yet in the sky all is well because a rainbow i can see so the rain it seems hat not stopped but it carries on in me and my soul is drenched and my heart is heavy for i wish there was sunshine for me