DeNaé Culp posted: " Harsh and heavy,The random pelts of a life in the cloudsRushing to earth Greeting us all as an overgrown dogUnaware of its strength,Just wanting to play. This, too is blessing,Provided one has the shelterTo greet it from afar. -D. "
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