Lashing down in torrents,
Fierce in its rage,
Waning at its edges,
Harsh at every stage.
Pouring down about us,
Angry as it falls,
Making hissing, snapping sounds,
Animal-like calls.
It's raining loudly all outside,
It's pouring from the sky,
Yet listening whilst I'm in bed,
It merely seems a sigh.
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