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Protected from the Rain lyrics
hello my name is on my shirt...pocket,
i'd rather not speak right now,
i'm remembering ... something.
most typically my dreams are dreadfully
boring,
therefore i go to these places just to
with hair like hers,
see the girls ...
with smells like hers,
with clothes like she wore,
with handwriting like hers .....
at my work and that peom you left,
you wrote me little letters and,
you brough me lunch that time,
to protect it from the rain.
on my windshield wrapped in plastic,
protected from the rain (several times
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