was rare ....
was not normal ...
were the twelve o'clock ...
and only was you, me and the old street lamp lit you ...
with the dim light ... Intermittent ... while you were dancing in the rain ...
just for me ...
was agonizing ...
painful indeed ... like almost died every time the light flickered ...
like almost lost hope with that anguish increasingly disappearing ; in the dark and you were not there when the light again ..
really is sad ...
painful ... as I felt jealous of each and every one of the incorrect
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