you're sort of like this morning's rain.
i have no control over it whatsoever (rightfully so).
whether things rock or suck, it makes my world more beautiful.
i'm arrested by it; i stop everything i was doing just to focus on experiencing it.
it's uniquely musical.
it always leaves before i want it to...
...and even if it didn't, i can never stay in it as long as i want to.
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