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Inner Storm
from This Is What It Feels Like
by 826nyc
Cadis Espinal Holguin
What is the first thought that comes to your mind when it’s pouring rain? Oh!! Rain fell on me, that was a dry husk of a man. Oh!! Rain fell on me, a pile of ashes coming from burning expectations. Oh!! Rain fell on me, a droughted man who can’t grow any seeds. As long as I have a few drops, I’ll be able to blossom, even in the hottest desert. Rain, I beg you, fall on me.
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