then
it comes the rain
again
it comes the rain
in my brain
it comes the rain
and
it comes the rain
in vain
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I'm whispering my soul behind the curtains maybe someone will know there are further more behind the mountains
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Such a nice poem... (I'm sorry for
my bad English... But I try to give my best)
Nice reflections I made...
Cool, cool, very cool, to meet you
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