16 December 2007
the last summer ray had disappeared
and muffled smiles were playing fun
the raindrops on my forehead
above eyes that watched the others run
Feeling my feet , in a flooded city, stand
as waves and ripples were rising slow
the bodies sway in this troubled land
Hats and raincoats pulled to the brow
hugging my own limbs, a lonesome triumph
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