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I remember being a kid and swimming in the rain at the lake with my brother and our dog.

I remember being a kid and swimming in the rain at the lake with my brother and our dog.

And the feeling of a breeze coming in through an open window, imagined to be the breath of God.

And the feeling of a breeze coming in through an open window, imagined to be the breath of God.

I always feel crazy when I think this to myself.  If you live in Pittsburgh you'd best like the smell of rain!

I always feel crazy when I think this to myself. If you live in Pittsburgh you'd best like the smell of rain!

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