Contest -For Absent Friends-For Absent FriendsRain...Music playing in the rain.Rain...How deceitful is my strain?Rain...Purge me for what I remain.For though my image of you is now gone,I sense you will linger on.And the tears you shed, a trickle of red,stains are washed from your handsby rain.Rain...Music playing in the rain.Rain...Dreams of loneliness again.Rain...Minds me of what I will gainIn sleep you haunt me with enticing eyes,whispering of my demise.With a gaze your way, my life I betray,yielding to your demandsin vain.
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