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the weatherman's often wrong, anyway
ilikeblue

it looked like rain, i thought
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so i took my umbrella with me
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You (in the clouds that threaten to soak me)
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attempt to keep me locked up
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but i come prepared
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the yellow of my raincoat will blind your grey eyes
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I will don my galoshes!
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and dance and splash in the puddles
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that hold your reflection
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and you will disappear into a thousand tiny droplets
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to dampen someone else's world
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eighty percent chance of rain,
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the forecast predicted
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that’s a twenty percent chance of sun
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25 Sep 06

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cool. i like how poppy yet dark this was...how it very uniquely twisted into different dimensions. nice read.
 — lanezfairy

thank you for your nice comments!!!
 — ilikeblue

wise and silly in the same moment.  the character is both prepared with the right tools and with a resilient attitude. very mature. it's not just about being happy about it, and saying "oh well" - it's about dealing with the reality of the negative aspects of life in a practical but positive way. if i'm way off let me know. but i just like this so much, i may have read to far in.
 — SteelAngel

that's exactly what i was going for...thank you so much for your comment!
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 — ilikeblue

Nice!
 — unknown

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