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2 the rain
the rain makes
me think of drinking,
same as the
sun does,
grey
skies just make me
want to give up,
while dreamers are done
for of course, but who the
hell
wants to give
dreaming
up
dreaming is such a giving
drug, and the rain is
so excitingly pretty, and I'm
trying to hang on
to,
I'm trying to move on to,
perhaps it's get back.
me think of drinking,
same as the
sun does,
grey
skies just make me
want to give up,
while dreamers are done
for of course, but who the
hell
wants to give
dreaming
up
dreaming is such a giving
drug, and the rain is
so excitingly pretty, and I'm
trying to hang on
to,
I'm trying to move on to,
perhaps it's get back.
Published 25th Aug 2013
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