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Il pleut

November 1, 2018 / ale81inn

November spawned a monster

a man once sang

I’ve seen it’s birth

from the heavens

It falls from heights

tumbles to the ground

for the Earth to swallow

It spills to gutters

and pools in place

She is sated

and only longs for sleep

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