It rained
I watched the river,
grow pained
Then I, let out a shiver
It burst
its banks
land’s thirst
give thanks.
Floor replaced
water un-still,
Rushing in haste
Toward, down hill.
Towards me!
This no, wet dream
Flee, Flee, Flee!
A glittering stream
It rushes over you
You hold your breath
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