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The Rain

I spoke to him through the falling Rain
That was meant to touch just him
And he replied with a promising bubble
Of the sweetest color within

But he didn't know I was blind to the hues
Of 'forever', 'till the end'
I used to see just black and white
But to hurt him, I did not intend

He went away to the world of quiet
Hiding behind the rainbows fake
But each day coming out for a while
To feel the Sun that had left him awake

The Sun, back then, had been the Moon of his life
Lighting his nights, making him sleep
With eyes open and dreams filming
On the window pane, of glass not deep

But before the glass could break
Pouring came the Rain one night
Caressing him with hail and cold
The Moon had taken away its light

The Moon, with the Rain, had sent him a word
Of hurting notes it sang for him
But he replied with a promising song
Of the sweetest melody within.

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