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Not long ago
it rained hard,
not long ago
it got dark.

I didn't go on
until it had stopped,
so I had to wait
until it stopped.

I heard the rain
fall from great heights
and could have sat
outside on the grass.

The rain as a crown
on my head, or
as if I hadn't yet begun
and got to say when.

Like in a song:
once and once again,
afraid it has changed
or remained unchanged.
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