唯美钢琴曲 When it Rains

[BobMaster]

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I remember the smell of the rain in the air, the gentle pattering of raindrops on the ground, the little puddles on the paths. I remember the people hurriedly taking shelter under roofs and umbrellas. I remember drops dripping down the window panes, painting the rain beautifully on the shop windows. The two of us sat in a small cafe on that nondescript side street, having two cappuccinos.

It all feels so familiar, now that it's raining again. The smell of the rain, the gentle patter, the rushing people this little cafe, but only one cappuccino and me without you.

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