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May 08, 2009 00:48

And the rain makes me think of you.
The sound in some way reminds me, its far away and also attached, stitched.
At some points it feels close and wet and then sounds, distant and majestic.
Somehow, somewhere, this made sense.
At some point my world revolved around something! At some point my world revolved around something!
What is this? What is most important?
Nothing.
And the best way to say it is...the rain makes me think of you.
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