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12. März 2008
Raindrops keep falling. Down on the street, on the grass. On my head. Yesterday. Yesterday you told me. ‘Bout the blue, blue sky. Everything’s gone. Everything’s not lost. But where are you. Away, gone. Forever? It’s always a forever. Nothing lasts forever. I will love you forever. You? You are the raindrop. My raindrop. Forever.
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