The rain brings memories
Of those who have all left
And those who may have
Some are beyond reach
Preferring a safe distance
To keep their plight private
They chased anonymity
Like some do glory
And they have found it
Nobody knows if they
Have found peace too
When life is a perpetual war
Between leaving and staying
And going or coming home
Their stories they do not tell
Their silence tells its own tale
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