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Ghost rain

I fall asleep

fearing the storm

ravening at my window.

All evening

thunder has growled,

lightning cracked.

In the morning, however

my garden, the street

appear dry, as can be.

But the river, where is the flood?

Hush, my darling

it is only the wind.

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