As It Rains

As it rains outside,

I write at my window.

I can cry, its disguised, no one will see it.

It is not a steady rain anymore,

neither are my tears.

Both are intermittent now,

sudden bursts of summer rain showers,

Sometimes once started, will last for hours.

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