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they fell, raindrops on hard,
bland concrete,
until quenched, she stopped:

how sweet the rain
that blesses our soul,
that heals the pain
to make us whole.

that falls on our face,
never asking to be more
than to be present
when we melt at the core.

a giant, in the hearts of many,
power, in the eyes of many,
if only you knew
how good you are to me.

here is who i am,
standing alone, treasured, and warm.
Hello, my name is alive,
i wake up from the tombs
to go back home.