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beat upon the window
fists of water rushing past
drench the cement and the flowers
smothering everything
no prejudice, at last
molecules don't care
they can't see your face
they falls, splatters, drips
from sticky black leather
to your grandmother's lace
nothing can evade it
everything is affected
you can't decide which way to run
so stand in the street
let it rain, submersing everyone