I ran out of ink one rainy night.
So I went outside
and dipped my pen in a raindrop.
And so help me, God,
I went back inside,
closed my door behind me,
switched on my lamp,
retrieved my pad,
and marveled
at the rainstorms I wrote.
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I ran out of ink one rainy night.
So I went outside
and dipped my pen in a raindrop.
And so help me, God,
I went back inside,
closed my door behind me,
switched on my lamp,
retrieved my pad,
and marveled
at the rainstorms I wrote.