under the rain…soaked

the night was cold

the pitter patter of the rainfall

brought in chaos in the night

the privileged lie under the shelter

and the rest lay under the pouring rain

I walked out of the room 

to feel the rain

every drop counting on my skin

I was cherishing it and letting it into me

soaking myself under the dark clouds

thunder and lightining rugged me

standing strong I let myself into the cold

feeling the pride of being real.

 

 

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