It rained all day,
but my skin was soothed by the soft kiss of the skies.
I ran to the roses,
holding them close to my chest as the wind rushed round our embrace.
It was fruitless, but I was thankful, all the same.
It rained all day,
but my skin was soothed by the soft kiss of the skies.
I ran to the roses,
holding them close to my chest as the wind rushed round our embrace.
It was fruitless, but I was thankful, all the same.
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