do not walk away
when the rain stops
walk when it is still
raining so hard
show them that
you are not afraid
of the rain
and the wind
walk away with
integrity intact
like a scar
in your heart
like a wound
still bleeding on your leg
when blood
still mixes with water
and when everything still
knows how
to disappear
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