Love is like rain, we can't live in drought. Love is like rain, it comes and it goes. Every time it comes, it comes in a different form, a unique story that belongs to no others. Yet when it goes, you know it will come back one day.
Now that the rain has stopped, I'm gotta roll over the muddy field and wait for the next one to dance with me in the rain.
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