The inside of rain

Inside , I wonder about  outside
When it is raining hard on trees
As the crows sit folded in leaves
And leaves sit enfolded in trees.

Rain is wondering at my inside
When I sit enfolded in my inside.
Its inside feels my outside there
Wondering at crows inside trees.

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