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Wed, 23 Jan 2008 17:44:54 -0800

"It was pouring insane,
we were making love in the attic,
It was March, and outside in the rain
clowds were flowing erratic.

Inside the room, walls stirred from within
under quiet white paint,
Our souls dancing unseen
In a world of constraint.

It will rain on your wings, you told me,
On the earth across time it is raining with might.
Don't worry, I'd reply, can't you see,
feathers will rain on my flight.

And I was raising above, like a dancer,
forgetting my room on the ground.
You were calling at me: answer, please answer,
Who is more beautiful: the rain or the crowd?

It was pouring insane,
we were making love in the attic,
I was wishing that March and the rain
won't ever end..." (Rain in the Month of March, by Nichita Stanescu)

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