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		<title>After the Rain</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; 6:58 A.M the sky cried &#160; through the misery of darkened skies the rain came down harassing sleepy eyes and solemnly splashing against drowning curbs; &#160; it bullied blind windshields and bloated thirsty fields &#160; it welted drowsy highways and feed angry puddles flooding hurried streets – like a tempered &#160; soul the [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p>6:58 A.M the sky cried</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>through the misery of darkened skies</p>
<p>the rain came down</p>
<p>harassing sleepy eyes</p>
<p>and solemnly splashing</p>
<p>against drowning curbs;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>it bullied</p>
<p>blind windshields and bloated</p>
<p>thirsty fields</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>it welted drowsy highways</p>
<p>and feed angry puddles</p>
<p>flooding hurried streets – like a tempered</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>soul the rain emptied</p>
<p>causing the morning</p>
<p>to surrender in defeat</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>before soothing into a soft spoken</p>
<p>drizzle.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Then after the rain,</p>
<p>the sky smiled</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>releasing a greeting of <i>good morning</i></p>
<p>down upon the subtlety of life</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>now awakened.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>© 2012</p>
<p>Tarringo T. Vaughan</p>
<p>August 28th</p>
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