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Standing In The Rain He said he will not wait for her, but he still stands there in the light. Cars hiss and people float on by, like time they fly past in the night. Standing in the rain, underneath the light cone. Looking at the shops, thinking of the moment when he saw her face underneath that light cone round about this place, beautiful and lonely. He might be angry when she shows but he won't mean it, she won't mind. He waits and watches time fall by, October rain fall cool and fine. Where could she have gone? Is there something wrong there? Then across the street his and her eyes search then meet. |