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May 2014
you say
that i'm a hurricane
and i think i'm rain
but really
i wish i was just the drizzle
falling slowly
from the sky
afraid to let go
until i land
on his cheeks

who would stand outside
during a hurricane?
how would i find him?

who would stand without
an umbrella
or undercover
during rain
how would i land on him?
pluie d'été
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pluie d'été
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