Rain

Rain,
pattering on the roof, on the
deck, on my head.
Thunder, off in the
distance. A storm is
brewing, but there is
no more, to be
afraid of. No more.
A star glistens in the
distance, ever so lightly,
flickering. But her strength
grows.

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