I've been walking these streets
In the finest of rain
I'm soaked to the bone
Under your window pane
I've counted the moths
That are drawn to your bedroom light
I've wept with an owl as its beauty took flight
I think I may have figured out why
Finally found the very reason
For all this confusion the only conclusion is love
world
under
streets
surrendered
figured
confusion
barely
window
counted
whole
moths
reason
these
bedroom
finally
think
light
finest
flight
drawn
found
soaked
though
maths
walking
deserve
nerve
crown
resisted
conclusion
beauty
secrets
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