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Taste rain that falls on your face
Wish for it to be the answers
But it still runs down then drops
Every drop splashes on your feelings
Thoughts on being caught up by them
Beauty features and elegance that is silent
Tissue soft roses that’s upon her face
Twinkling eyes only seen in the night time
Then after a blink and a spin, it is lost
You reach your hand out for her pedal
It slips out of the fingertips
Call her name to wake the mountains
She won’t care to answer
Look around and see how the world laughs
Then see your hands that are empty
The heart still beats for one’s affection
It has room for someone to give it a flow
Feels hard to hold up your steady stand
It seems too blind to see another her
All that you can feel is the rain
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