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Monday, February 27, 2012

Flotsam

Rain’s running rivulets
Tumble down arms and fingers
Dripping into puddled splendor

Does it take a piece of me as it flows
Laughing softly as it goes?
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  1. NikkiApril 8, 2012 at 8:34 PM

    I especially like the way those last two lines rhyme :)

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