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water falls (Free verse) by Bill Z Bub
through thousand small squares
of open screen door
rain becomes mist,
collects, pools,
and slicks.
it thunders
this BOOM
in my wrist,
in my head, neck,
and chest
when you mmm
when you mmm
we will bloom
we will bloom.
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