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the rain falls slow
as though it has all the time
in the
world
and
it sloppily kisses my skin
leaving drops of water
evidence of my love with the storm
as though it has all the time
in the
world
and
it sloppily kisses my skin
leaving drops of water
evidence of my love with the storm
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