San Juan rain calls
to pigeons on calle joyful
calle serene, calle present
where does the sea end?
waves crash
children cry "aqui!"
mist on their brows is sea,
love in their hearts is sunshine.
San Juan rain delights in
anointing strange heads
while singing its song,
"Blessed are the lonely,
they truly know themselves,
they only feel at home
when they are away."

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