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pitter-patter
The thunders with their fine touches
Hold shattered pieces together.
Those pitter-patter little guys
Want to know your hiding place,
As they knock on windows of haze.
The room was found empty,
You were teleported already,
Leaving only echoes of a melody.
Oh really!?
All I could recall was finding a book, a cup of coffee by my side,
Then came the rain, my pitter-patter friends, in stride.
© @Nabiii
Hold shattered pieces together.
Those pitter-patter little guys
Want to know your hiding place,
As they knock on windows of haze.
The room was found empty,
You were teleported already,
Leaving only echoes of a melody.
Oh really!?
All I could recall was finding a book, a cup of coffee by my side,
Then came the rain, my pitter-patter friends, in stride.
© @Nabiii
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