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There’s a stillness, a calm, surrounding night
In the air, you can smell, the scent of raindrops
Not yet formed, lingering quietly nearby
Little by little, the skies open, into silent tears
Shedding the pain, of a million crying spirits
Mourning, for the ones, who cannot mourn
Embracing the sorrow, as if it was their own
Gently washing away, the sins of the Earth
Silently cleansing each eternal soul
Then vanishing….as if the clouds were never
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