it's hard to explain
a yearning for rain
but there a few who understand.
those who have cried away all their tears
and can see their futures dry,
faces brittle and hearts parched and cracking.
their eyes still shimmer from time to time,
the haze will clear if you look a little closer.
these are those with deserted souls,
praying for the rain
that never came
to settle the dust.
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