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insanely rainly
bright misting
and gone
socks vanish in boots
forests of insect after
hear the roof
and the overflow
let the jungle up
more to fall
here’s mosquito for chasing away
all secret to a cloud
paths close in
give up on the garden
ants come inside
stay home
lie down
give up on the sun
socks vanish in boots
we could go that way
one moment though
bright misting
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