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Jul 2013
The trees dance
The grass swims
The flowers drown
When it rains

When it rains here
It storms
And when it storms
I begin to miss you

So from my window i watch
As the rain falls
Thinking if the sky could feel
We'd feel the same.
Danielle Shorr
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Danielle Shorr  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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