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May 21, 2003
9:40 p.m.

When It's Raining On Sunday

we'll know just what to do

laying there

wishing forever could start now

while I can feel your breath

and all of my senses are alive

.loving.the.way.you.taste.

I'll cherish the rain above us

and pray that you're my habibty

the one that will never leave me

please don't ever leave me




. :before: . | . :now: . | . :later: .