First days of the season
and a thousand stories
dance untold
I listen to the rain
it tells of emptiness
in ten thousand tongues
Stings haughty
as thunderstorms,
is clear as nothing
_
and a thousand stories
dance untold
I listen to the rain
it tells of emptiness
in ten thousand tongues
Stings haughty
as thunderstorms,
is clear as nothing
_
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