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Nov 5, 2010
The Rain
The Rain
Close are the sound of thunder...
Dark clouds faraway...
But I am save.
It is here now
I can see and hear the rain
Spattering on my window...
But I am save.
And I ask my self...
Will I ever get wet?
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