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Park Bench - by Stef 

A tear falls
As the rain drops
Swept away by the water's current
Collected into the cycle of Life
Indistinguishable to the unconcerned masses
To all but one
The person who's sorrow has become one with nature
The one who sat in the park
In the rain
And released....

 

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