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How fragile the rain... like tiny hints of surprise falling into a conversation; each one a mystery. Speaking with you, whenever we do, I find myself obviously wet.
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Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 9:38 PM UTC
Rain
How fragile the rain... like tiny hints of surprise falling into a conversation; each one a mystery. Speaking with you, whenever we do, I find myself obviously wet.
for Jodi (5/12/2019)
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Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 9:38 PM UTC
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