Rain

My great grandmother always said rain cleanses the world. When we die the rain washes our footprints away. Sounds disturbing to know the world is trying to erase us after we die. The spirits that are left on the earth walk around looking for closure. When the rain comes they go indoors. Sometimes they like where they go and that’s how some houses have uninvited guess in their homes. Personally, it doesn’t bother me. Sometimes it gets lonely. At least I’ll be helping some lost soul until they leave for another journey. Doesn’t sound to bad when you look at all this from that way. 

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