Mye Lockette

Rookie (September 2,1991 / Germany)

Rain

She hated rain.
All it did was bring her sadness and pain.
Millions of drops, a cold breeze to top;
Drenched her to the core, soaked her until she thought it would not stop.

He loved the rain.
Without it, he thought he would go insane.
Millions of drops, splattering across the window pane;
It calmed him, soothed him, until he could get up and go again.

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