Oct 2013
it rained in October
and I loved it.
as I looked out onto the field
I reminisced about all of the seasons
and how none of them meant more to me
than autumn, rain, and you.
and I loved it.
as I looked out onto the field
I reminisced about all of the seasons
and how none of them meant more to me
than autumn, rain, and you.
(Toronto)
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