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Pitter Patter the rains falls on the windows

Crack and Kaboom the thunder roars



I sit by the window to watch the sky cry

I hear the gods are in pain so sad





I open the window and reach out my hand.

I feel their pain burning my skin



I withdraw, holding my hand to my heart

to feel their warmth is great



To feel their pain is harsh

I sit with the rain

I cry with the sky

I mourn with the gods