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RainNestled deep in blanket warmth
Cocooned within these walls
Sanctuary from the gloomy chill
Alone with my thoughts
An isolation I would gladly lose
Upon the roof and outer walls
Faint knockings scarcely heard
Call my attention outward
To hear the rain’s soft voice
Tip-tapping at my shriveled world
Faster, dripping tempo builds
Achieving soothing patter sound
A balm, filling up the lonely silence
As one by one dark thoughts
Slip away and drown
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