Shadows broken by a thousand raindrops
Ripples in puddles like veils over their reflection
The morning saturated with water and birdsong
As Nature’s music soothes the soul
A sharp birth to a new day
Cleansing the dirt to be dished as truth
Silky words wash away once more


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