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The touch of rain,
Barely felt by the skin,
Is part of the spring rites.
The rain carries memories
And it conveys messages
Of calmness
And depth of spirit,
And the ground, so soft and moist,
Will accept all the blessings.
*Teshub - a Hurrite god of rain
Марина
My poetry doesn't reflect my feelings.
It mostly stems from observation and communication with the others and sometimes from long days of readin
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