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i remember being in a car when i was four years old, looking outside and smiling, being thankful that it hadn't rained for months. i remember walking down this very pavement when it was slippery and i was six and wanting nothing else but to go home i remember going to my best friend's house when water flooded the streets, i fell down and bruised my knee i remember seeing a woman lose her shoe during a flood i feel like i wasn't made to love rain. i love it when it ends. i love the smell of the grass after it rains. i love rainbows. i love all the cliches of it. to answer your question, i loved the rain exactly twice in my life the second one being last june you left in july and i haven't loved rain since
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Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 8:51 AM UTC
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i remember being in a car when i was four years old, looking outside and smiling, being thankful that it hadn't rained for months. i remember walking down this very pavement when it was slippery and i was six and wanting nothing else but to go home i remember going to my best friend's house when water flooded the streets, i fell down and bruised my knee i remember seeing a woman lose her shoe during a flood i feel like i wasn't made to love rain. i love it when it ends. i love the smell of the grass after it rains. i love rainbows. i love all the cliches of it. to answer your question, i loved the rain exactly twice in my life the second one being last june you left in july and i haven't loved rain since
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Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 8:51 AM UTC
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