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I have seen it rain many times in many ways in many rhymes.

But never have I seen it rain like today.

My past reminds of all the times I have rhymed, pain remains, though I do not stay the same.

Tears fall like rain drops a reminder of better times and the times to come.

It’s not over. It’s not over, it just begun. It’s suffering attached to joy that brings me joy attached to suffering so that I can suffer me just a little longer.

I love to let my mind go out the window to get wet in the rain.

I wash my mind with the Word hoping to never remain in the same mind frame broken.

But I’ve changed! I’m not the same man. I’m a new man making the same mistakes, why is the most distinct smell that of when night crawlers scream, Too Much Rain!!

Demons delight in too much reign, but not when they remember Who Reigns, “Oh the Agony”, “The Travesty” How much longer must things be this way, Rain.

Wash away yesterday, all of my mistakes in Jesus Name I am free and if it doesn’t Rain I will not Grow and If I do Not Grow I Will not Change. So It must Rain another day, another time I’m reminded of the change when it rains.

Rest, I Guess I needed rest and so it Rains, and it Pains and it Remains, But even though it Still… I’m still changed.