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Oct 2016
You remind me of the thing I love the most
The rain
And how it makes you feel all sorts of things
From the good to the bad
A sprinkle to a hurricane
Whatever it is
I still love it all
At the very least I feel something
Whether It be happiness or pain
I’d prefer the worst than to feel nothing at all
s.m.
geminicat
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