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Road stained green,
Wind carries rain’s eager drops,
Illuminated by a passing car’s main beam.
Road stained amber,
Rain hits my locks yet I hide under bus stops,
My heart grows ever damper
Road stained red,
Ceaseless rain hitting all with its cold drops,
I ask myself again, “Why did I get out of bed?”