

Rain in October
On the unseasonal rains we had during the first week of the war Talk to me about rain in OctoberSpeak of the clouds swinging byAnd the rains that tumble to the charred, broken earthAs they topple
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On the unseasonal rains we had during the first week of the war Talk to me about rain in OctoberSpeak of the clouds swinging byAnd the rains that tumble to the charred, broken earthAs they topple
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