Challenge
Write about your muse, real or imaginary. No boundaries, but make sure you tag me! I would love to hear about your personified inspiration. I'll do one, too!
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Rainy Days
Their tears roll down the pane in imperfect, clear drops
Rivers that flood the paving and fall down the gutter
I catch them on my cheeks, embrace their kiss
Watch them as the race in steady streams
And feel inspired