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oh rain, pounding on the roof, glossing over the world like icing on a cake. most people do not like you, fear of getting splashed by your icy breath. but i love you. the purple-grey skies you bring, and the sound of thunder banging at my door.
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Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 8:58 PM UTC
dear rain
oh rain, pounding on the roof, glossing over the world like icing on a cake. most people do not like you, fear of getting splashed by your icy breath. but i love you. the purple-grey skies you bring, and the sound of thunder banging at my door.
not my best work, it was for an english assignment, but i still thought i'd post it here
marsancholy
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Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 8:58 PM UTC
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