Oct 2021
The rain in Spain is everywhere
and that's as plain as the nose on
a sphinxes face.
It's softer rain
it doesn't soak you
it just caresses you
on the way down.
and that's as plain as the nose on
a sphinxes face.
It's softer rain
it doesn't soak you
it just caresses you
on the way down.
(68/Here and now)
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