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It rains over the sand, over the roof the theme of the rain: the long Ls of rain fall slowly over the pages of my everlasting love, this salt of every day: rain, return to your old nest, return with your needles to the past: today I long for the whitest space, winter's whiteness for a branch of green rosebush and golden roses: something of infinite spring that today was waiting, under a cloudless sky and whiteness was waiting, when the rain returned to sadly drum against the window, then to dance with unmeasured fury over my heart and over the roof, reclaiming its place, asking me for a cup to fill once more with needles, with transparent time, with tears.