everette johnson (04/25/1995 / chicago)
I like the darkness that's out
I like the rain that's pouring down
the lighting that strike's the sound of
light water hitting on the window pouring down like
a flood looking down on chicago with
faded fog in the air lights on, car driving by
and a wet baseball field as the darkness goes
away so does the fine day for some people.
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