Fragment #2 The Wall

Rain rain rain
Pouring down, knocking on my door
Surrounding those who left
Those who refused to come in from the cold.

The strangers who left that morning
They ran under sheets of rain
Ran to the wall for their meeting

Me.. the only one left behind
The burden of waiting
The burden of time
Aging till the wall calls me

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