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Posted on July 26, 2015January 6, 2018 by Bob Jude Ferrante

hail

exclusive to bobjudeferrante.com

First one,
two, three
the hail
taps, falls.
The hail
walks
the roof.

After it all happens,
it will
fall, ever so:

First one,
two, three
and comes the sound
of footsteps

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