When the rain fall
When the rain Fall
wet and dusty drone
touches my skin
like breeze hype
my coolness hump
oh! come thirsty minds,
struggle to whisper
my trouble ear salute,
nay stay my forehead
as the eyes that closes
to wrinkle my sight,
i'll stay forever wet
poem by Antonio Liao
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