I knew your poem would take me there to that moody rain swept place where I feel every drop from your ink. From the pounding rain on the windows, bedraggled wet cats under cars, and steamy hot coffee warming the hands...just love your pen.....10
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I knew your poem would take me there to that moody rain swept place where I feel every drop from your ink. From the pounding rain on the windows, bedraggled wet cats under cars, and steamy hot coffee warming the hands...just love your pen.....10