Poetry – Rain
febbraio 3, 2010 in Poesie da Dada 1998 in London
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plic, plic, plic, 
rain,
against my window.
A small amount of water,
crushing
against the hard glass,
that separates me
from the world,
that protects me,
from the cold and wet
outside.
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This poetry is the opposite one of the poetry that I have written: link
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plic, plic, plic,
gently falling on my window…
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