rain
remind you of anything,
i ask
her.
as we huddle
under the storefront.
yes, she says.
it reminds me of so much.
of so
many things
i've yet to do in my life,
i think
of what hasn't been
done,
maybe
when it finally stops,
and the sky
clears,
i'll begin
to fix that.
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