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Nov 2012
Remember when on that wet day
when I left and you stayed
under the umbrella with pokes and tears
and I asked 'Why? Why do I like you so much?'
and you just laughed at my
eloquence
but now I know it's really since
we feel the rain while
others just get wet
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