Rain Falling on My Feet

Sweet water,
                           dropping from
Heaven.
                   Salty in its nature,
Purifying in actions.
                                           While my head thinks about the goddess that
I cannot ever conquer
                                                steps echo and sends harmonic despair in puv.
Cloudy seems my futurE
                                                   and dark seems my Past.
At least,
                 The confort of rain can bless my
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Edward Jemes