The rain will never stop. Down below, swelling before I pop. The sound of us together is undeniable. We both been waiting for this moment, so viable. When it’s finished, all is left is a question. Where do we go from here, then we go another session. This tale is not a direct reflection of me. Sometimes I write the present from the future to make history.


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