There was no point

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There was no point
I knew
While closing my umbrella
The rain had stopped
But still I felt the need
Of some protection
As melancholy seeped
Into my bones
In ways of all the loved ones
Lost
And things that might have been
Mercurial
Inclement drops
Of dismal thoughts
Still poured
My soul a sponge
I opened the umbrella once again
And took small peeks beyond
To watch my step
But otherwise stayed firmly underneath
And there I walked
Secure
Though sun appeared
I held my shield
Against the woes
Of phantom rain

 

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