Tassi (Read Ramble Repeat)

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This was love. Love was running into the rain and getting drenched in it just to hold someone close. Love was kissing like no one or everyone was watching, and not caring which. Love was every tiny droplet falling from the sky; pointless as individuals, but an unstoppable downpour when brought together.
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