No function
Wipe out, throw down
Your napkin with spots of red ointment
Drops are running now
But called memomries
The ones are factory hum near my apartment
Interrunpting reading new dragedies
Indeed, simply inhale and let the sentiment
In, it's a piece of your past
Let it be a kind of your treatment
The rain won't always last
Snow sometimes means excitement
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