I Can’t Stand the Rain….(or can I?)

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Falling Down, pooling up
From the sky to our silver cup.

Liquescent luster from above
Some shout disaster….I call love.

The harder it falls, the more it cleanses,
The colder it falls,  we snap to our senses.

Neither rain nor sleet nor hail

Can penetrate our lovestrong veil

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