Thundering Rain
Fictional
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Her soft small body
Laying against mine
The booms of thunder overhead
Her eyes watery, scared
I sang to her
Her tears beginning to dry
I stroke her back
Her breath evening
I couldnβt move
I wouldnβt
I always wanted her near
Her soft small body
Eyes closed
For the night
I stand slowly
And run outside
My arms outstretched
Looking out into the sky
She came out
Huddled against me
And she gives me a kiss
I could never forget
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