Rain: a prose

Rain.
Splish splash
The drops come down.
Tuesday afternoons
it rains periodically.
Far from dreary
Betting to see who wins.
A lone figure
Walking in the rain
Brown-eyed
Black-haired
She sits
And thinks
And gets wet.

Rain.
Splash
Splosh
The rain comes down
Up come the umbrellas
yeah.
Getting wet.

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