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When I was younger, I used to always see which raindrop, On the window of the car would beat All the other raindrops to the bottom Of the window. I'd sit there, watching, concentrating so hard, Just to guess and be wrong, As another raindrop would pull ahead At the last second. I was always so amazed by the raindrop That won, that I'd pay no attention to the others, In the same way, you're that raindrop that won; You're all I paid attention to, And now the only raindrops that win Are the ones that fall down my cheeks.
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Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 10:31 PM UTC
Raindrops
When I was younger, I used to always see which raindrop, On the window of the car would beat All the other raindrops to the bottom Of the window. I'd sit there, watching, concentrating so hard, Just to guess and be wrong, As another raindrop would pull ahead At the last second. I was always so amazed by the raindrop That won, that I'd pay no attention to the others, In the same way, you're that raindrop that won; You're all I paid attention to, And now the only raindrops that win Are the ones that fall down my cheeks.
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Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 10:31 PM UTC
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