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Cleanse

Oh, Rain -
Fall hard enough,
Fast enough--
to wash away
this me that I'm covered with.
This me that is not me.
This me that I don't know.
Lightning -
Stike me down
Be friendly--come close
Please?

Do just what I don't know how
Wash this thing away
And when it's gone,
Close me in your Clean Embrace
Or! Better yet!
Don't enclose me, but
Open me up
Never to be trapped so again.

Never. Ever.

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