In the rain,
for it happened when,
a change occured,
such a rarity then.
I never saw it coming,
it took me by surprise.
My heart had been re-opened,
my mind had been revised.
I no longer craved to quit,
no longer could give up.
I had to fight this thing.
My mind had been made up.
My make up, it was running.
My hair was dripping wet.
I didn't even care.
My sould and heart had met.
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