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Dec 2018
the rain falls
my breath fogs
everyone is running to find cover
umbrellas popping color into the streets
while i embrace the sky's tears
they hide my own
i think of you and how you can see the sun
parsleyboi
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parsleyboi  20/Neither/Hell
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