Rain Drops

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Rain Drops

Rain drops fall on a sunny November afternoon 
i see your face on every street corner of every road
i painted a picture of both of us
but some how you faded out in the rain
and suddenly there was only me 
standing in the rain with the sun in my face

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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