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rain - Rain I hate the rainRaining down on meWhen I cross the street with no umbrella I hate the rainWhen it makes me lateOr when you’re angry I didn’t come to see you I hate the rainWhen it’s raining like thisIt reminds me so much of such sweet sorrow I hate the rainWhen you’re a hundred miles awayAnd there’s no way you can come see me feminism is the radical notion that women are people. | rebel girl | I'm all Twystid [ < | rand | all | > ] host |