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Running Through The Rain
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Running Through The Rain |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA 
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I love the smell of rain And the thick Black clouds And the claps od thunder But when it starts To pour down I run outside And run through the rain I run through the rain Until I see A bright flash of light And run for safety But it sure is fun Until that lightning strike Comes from nowhere To run through the rain Cold hands means a warm heart |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
you got that right!  |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
I love the smell of rain, too. This takes me back to childhood and making mud pies. Enjoyed. |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
For me rain is best as a sound upon rooftops, but you go girl!  SusanHappiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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