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The Rain and Me


The rain fell drenching all my desires

With a fire so bright, with an ice so bold

The rain fell on to my palms

Rewriting my fate lines

The rain fell over my eyes

Washing away my sleepless nights

The rain fell on me, my soul

A rain so deep, so true and untold.



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