Outside
Through the clear glass,
Is a living being.
One that cleanses
And cleans
Rain.
Little drops of hope
Hope that gives life
May it fall down and cleanse
This world of sin.
Staring
Inside of the glass
Wondering
Thinking
Through this glass,
Hoping
Through the clear glass,
Is a living being.
One that cleanses
And cleans
Rain.
Little drops of hope
Hope that gives life
May it fall down and cleanse
This world of sin.
Staring
Inside of the glass
Wondering
Thinking
Through this glass,
Hoping
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