The Rainmaker
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GoodnightA Poem by The RainmakerThe moons soft touch caresses my face, dragging me further away from promises fulfilled. The hope of a new day flittering softly on the edges of a.. |
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The LightA Poem by The RainmakerThe whirl of tormented windsCursing and gaspingTwisting and laughingHide the light Desperate clutches, an iron graspGrasping aroundLooking to groundR.. |
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Good morningA Poem by The RainmakerThe morning's gentle rays, ever ushering in a new hope, a promise of opportunity, filtering softly to pull a weary mind into a fresh beginning. .. |
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