OCTOBER 8TH, 19:19

And now

                the sound of rain

as a background

                            to every thought,

     

no, more than 

a background,

falling 

            through

the mind,

unseen, heard,

through the darkness

outside, 

              seen,

heard, inside

the brain, forming

pools of pale, 

limpid

            light.

08.10.2025

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