My Version of a piece of the poem Raining in Time Square by Brett Axel
The Rain reminds me:
A stark illusionist
Of Concrete and steel
how much I have yet to conquer:
How much I can't control-
An umbrella would only serve
to shelter me from the little reality
that fights to find a way
to be felt, seen and heard
(by the way i do really love rainy days)
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