Rain
Bitter and cold.
Biting my skin with bites so deep.
Want to get out of my wet clothes and sleep.
Rain.
Wipers going crazy.
Driving through puddles.
Drowning like a fish.
Get home.
Changemy clothes and shower.
Awe at Rains power.
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Has that clam like feeling for sure