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Good Day Sir
The rain stopped
and the snow began
nothing had been flooded
yet things were washed away
not down a river but out of my mind
I started to skip and feel something
like happy, that was short lived
I fell and busted my ass
on the wet frosty grass.
and the snow began
nothing had been flooded
yet things were washed away
not down a river but out of my mind
I started to skip and feel something
like happy, that was short lived
I fell and busted my ass
on the wet frosty grass.
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