I love knowing how to be oxidizing metals
with this rain March.
How should breathing in the parched earth, cracked after so dry this winter.
raindrops bounce off the tiles and anger in composing music
deserves to stand on the square, to make a listener.
The urban landscape is barren and cold is that besets.
buds of the branches of the trees will have to wait.
raining.
raining.
And it seems that everything in a transit fleet that enjoys looking at the window
des home.
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