Warm November Rain Splashing in puddles as a boy back in Wayne. I love that sound of water down a drain. Some kind of magic, this warm November rain. Down at fourteen street I met you at the train. It was love for sure. Glad that she came. Some kind of magic, this warm November rain. I love the glazed leaves and reflections on the lane. There will s…
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