Rain by Anne Wood
It's raining outside again, and the sky is gloomy.Outside, dusk is falling over the land and the rain is falling in heavy drops.
It's dark and cold outside and it's raining.
The flames dance in the fireplace and illuminate the room with their soft light.
It is gloomy and rainy outside, as it is in my soul.
Loneliness is killing me, slowly, but I keep fighting.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2023-01-14 at 20:01
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