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Rain falls off the window pain, is all I can feel. It trickles down, like tears on a cheek. That's brushed with rough fingers.
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Oct 18, 2010
Oct 18, 2010 at 5:12 PM UTC
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Rain falls off the window pain, is all I can feel. It trickles down, like tears on a cheek. That's brushed with rough fingers.
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Oct 18, 2010
Oct 18, 2010 at 5:12 PM UTC
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