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[quixoticdreamer]

There is nothing like it. The rain that comes down once on an april morning about 4am. It comes and in an effortless single sweep it washes all the sin away and for that solitary moment innocence is tangible once again. The penultimate spirit of the world is thriving within you and there's an indescribable peace permeating an otherwise hostile

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[tubularbills]

dude, it's May, not April ;)

[ccristina67]

WTF?