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August Rain
You came when the last dropp of August rain fell
When I was moments away from drying my face
I knew time was raining down on me then
Perhaps the sound of the raging wind outside
Was as deafening as the silence of my heart
That I never heard or saw you coming in
The devious sun sneered at me, fraudulently smiled at me
And was telling me that a more vicious torrential rain
Was looming somewhere unsuspectingly
Hiding behind the nebulous clouds that had clouded my senses
But then I paid no heed to this farsighted admonition
For I thought it will be just another rainy day
And so it happened, what was supposed to happen
And every rainy day, I remember you, I memorize the feeling
You came and you went away as I was swept away
Just when the August rain was about to fall again
I’m a hundred moments away from drying my face
And I’m walking away, miles away from these rainy days
poem
by
Pete Zaesar Galula
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