Reprise In Rain

The broken before feel more
than I do I see a dream lift.
The tunes and rainbows slip
away from us sometimes shift.

What are we to do now cried
I have a river so true and tried.
Malign my eyes surprise me
has this result of tumult stride.

Something has pinched awake
the fingers now my hand take
this burden make me feel rays
that pierce thunder in wakes.

Circle the dominion of pain
to make sweet memories remain
under tree tops under skirts
of a torrent of torrential rain.

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