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In the pouring rain

We find each other 

again and again

Your breath is skipping

My fingers sliding through your long/short drenched hair

For a short time, it seems we don’t have those problems to think about anymore

For a short time, they’re all long gone

Your soul speaking through your eyes,

it’s hurting from the humanity and all her terrible lies

It took way too long for us to exhume some piece of rest or safety

out of this ground, smeared with mud;

once it was full of love

In the pouring rain

We find each other 

again and again

Your breath is skipping

My fingers sliding through your long/short drenched hair

It seems we don’t have those problems to think about anymore

They’re all long gone

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