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the monsoons in my middle of nowhere city. You le

the monsoons in my 
middle of nowhere city.
You left, even before we 
could grasp your glory.
 I waited parched and hopeful.
Your arrival was all the fanfare that I could bear.
But then you left in a split of a moment.
Making me wonder, how can you miss someone you barely know?


Welcome to the day 5 of #YoSimWriMo or the YourQuote Simile Writing Month i.e. October.
the monsoons in my 
middle of nowhere city.
You left, even before we 
could grasp your glory.
 I waited parched and hopeful.
Your arrival was all the fanfare that I could bear.
But then you left in a split of a moment.
Making me wonder, how can you miss someone you barely know?


Welcome to the day 5 of #YoSimWriMo or the YourQuote Simile Writing Month i.e. October.