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It's raining again
And I'm thinking of us;
and the way we ran,
Pell-mell, helter-skelter
Through the puddles and 'round the drops
Dashing for shelter
And dripping wet.

It's raining again
and I'm remembering us;
and the way the rain
Drip splatter plops
Round generous perfect drops
Splitting on the ground
Won't let me forget.

It's raining again,
And I'm missing us,
And the way we ran
Through the rain
and barely felt her
Warm with ourselves
and dripping wet.

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