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how to grow raindrops

the sun flirts with her,
making her glow, but then
once he turns his shoulder
her warmth starts to slow
she tries to reach out –
mist, shouts,
warns him she’ll give him hail
the size of fists
he ignores her, she knocks
him hard in the chin, thunder
rolls from her wrists as
he pleads for forgiveness –
she complies, but writes it
in lightning, bleeding across
the darkened skies

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