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Rain- I opened my eyes, and looked up at the rain, and it dripped in my head, and flowed into my brain. And all that I hear as I lie in my bed, is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head. I step very softly, I walk very slow. I can’t do a handstand - I might overflow. So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said— I’m just not the same since there’s rain in my head.