An end
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When the last rain falls
and weary plains crack under
the sun we forsook,
we'll laugh in our perfect grief,
entwined and wilting as one.
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View All TagsWhen the last rain falls
and weary plains crack under
the sun we forsook,
we'll laugh in our perfect grief,
entwined and wilting as one.