...forgiveness comes from spending years
of peddling the faulty wares
till finally you say "who cares
this seems to be my lot
I've gotten what I've got"
and i don't mean a perfect thing
is nowhere to be found
the rain is red and faultless
it is falling all around
-The Rain is Red- Diane Cluck
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