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There is no stopping
This rain, my heart
Shaken,dumbstruck leaves
Swirled down,memory
Flushed to the ground
And my throat damned again
Let it lose
Sing the trees
But I can’t go there, Brother
My mind won’t go there, Brother
It’s enough I carried your
Picture around town
All hours, today, my satchel
Heavy, ghost in the bag
I carried you like water
A wounded rain
You took the pills
You took yourself away