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You're like January rain
Or the lavender that grows outside my window
Your aroma pours over me
Arriving unexpectedly
Always when I'm dying for it the most
They say we all have our seasons
I love to dance in the middle of blizzards
You can't help but to melt into my distorted July sunsets
Even in the dessert rain always finds a way
Especially when it's January
Evan more so when it doesn't make sense
This is the season of counteractive attraction

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