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In The falling Rain
The rain falls above me
My head my body and soul
Taking away the makeup
Of my mind cloths and all
As the skin breathes
Lightly deeply
Leaving me bare
No excuses
No pretence
Just I the sky the rain the air
Blowing my hair
Pinkened skin brassened and bright
Leaving me from fear
Alone with my soul
My very life
The earth
No pain
In the falling rain.
Carmel Fiorentini (c) 2002
