.The rain has fallen, too many times,
In silence sits the poet, forgotten are his rhymes.
There's no way you can see him coming,
He knows where to hide in the night he's the groom
And sorrow is his bride.
In the summer he'd see you passing by,
You were talking to the angels.
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