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Rain
is pouring down as seen in my eyes.
Yes
I always hate crying teary goodbyes.
We're
holding hand to hand once again.
Busy
making a bargain to the distance.
Would
you keep me in the valley of the mountain,
Hug
me and cover me from the rain?
Only
the two of us embrace each other.
Praying
that the distance will become smaller.
But
we know not the hour, nor the minute.
We're
not to live forever, we're not infinite.
We
can step outside, we can stop whining about pain.
Smile,
be my Umbrella, we'll end up with a face full of rain.
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