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Pitter Patter Pitter Patter
The sound I heard as the rain,
Came down,
It seemed to drown,
All the sound,
I wish for the day I will no longer be bound,
By certain agreements,
That don't seem to compliment,
Much has been done,
Most according to plan,
What if I ran,
All these burdens will be gone,
I can finally be in my zone.
Came down,
It seemed to drown,
All the sound,
I wish for the day I will no longer be bound,
By certain agreements,
That don't seem to compliment,
Much has been done,
Most according to plan,
What if I ran,
All these burdens will be gone,
I can finally be in my zone.
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