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Rain
It’s been a while
I miss the rain
I miss how it made me feel
The joy in the unknown
The hurt that follows
The sickness coming after
I miss the way it sounds
The way it looks
The way it feels
The way it fought my fire
I miss the rain
I miss how it made me feel
The joy in the unknown
The hurt that follows
The sickness coming after
I miss the way it sounds
The way it looks
The way it feels
The way it fought my fire
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