{"sf1_id":202965,"sf2_id":"Oe5GWX8n","title":"My Mind","author":"Tunuko","words":138,"posted_at":"2010-12-15T19:57:00.000Z","tags":["My Mind","Other"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/202965-my-mind","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Oe5GWX8n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/95/11/951193f7-6b80-44a9-b771-f8e9959281aa","description":"","content":"My Mind  \n  \nThe day so perfect is ruined by  \nThe heavens opening so viciously.  \nRaindrops pat against the glass  \nAnd create the orchestral piece  \nThat calms the storms of my mind.  \n  \nIt hides the tears when I cry  \nAnd hinders the thoughts I'd had previously.  \nI relax and lose myself on cold wet grass  \nAnd my dark urges soon decrease  \nTo calm the storms of my mind.  \n  \nI love the rain I cannot lie  \nBut passers-by look to me suspiciously.  \nThe rain soaks all no matter the class  \nAs it washes away the grime and grease  \nAnd calms the storms of my mind.  \n  \nNo matter who you are or why  \nThe rain soaks you increasingly.  \nYou all run flocking in mass  \nTaking cover in the canopy of trees,  \nIt calms the storms of my mind.  \n  \n- D.Ashford  \n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}