What the flying fuck, I'm sick as a dog. Is this what happens when I finally get eight hours worth of sleep? :|
I wasn't able to keep up with poetry posting in April but I want to share this one to commemorate the event of FINALLY RAINING ON THIS GODFORSAKEN CITY HOLY SHIT I CAN FEEL A BREEZE YES.
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The Rainby Gustavo Pérez Firmat
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