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The sound of the Raindrop's pitter-splat-plop Slows down the world- Nearly makes time stop. And for the record, let me tell ya How much I wish I had an umbrella right now So I could take a walk in the rain And leave my home upon Memory Lane. I've become accustomed to seasonal change, I've been feeling it in my bones- For weeks and days it seems. I've come to terms with knowing Nothing ever stays the same
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Mar 29, 2011
Mar 29, 2011 at 5:51 AM UTC
Raindrops
The sound of the Raindrop's pitter-splat-plop Slows down the world- Nearly makes time stop. And for the record, let me tell ya How much I wish I had an umbrella right now So I could take a walk in the rain And leave my home upon Memory Lane. I've become accustomed to seasonal change, I've been feeling it in my bones- For weeks and days it seems. I've come to terms with knowing Nothing ever stays the same
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Mar 29, 2011
Mar 29, 2011 at 5:51 AM UTC
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