Rain Run
Rain Run by Jack A.S. Dunce It's the runs in the morning that keeps All my blues to allay, In a way. It's been raining all day and at night. The indoors, to be sought And most do. All I need are my jacket and shoes, That have always been meant to be wet. At the start, it's my mind that would race, Then the rhythm of pace And I go. ©️pgmr 12/25/2024
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