Rain and Rise Against

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Rain starts to fall
dust blows in the pre-storm wind.
You pick up a Skinny Dip coaster,
not knowing it will epitomize this day.

Kissing in the rain on top of
a parking garage,
I could see everything,
and ruled it all.

And back at the coffee shop,
cuddled up in a red leather chair,
There was that song:

swing life away. . .
swing life away.





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