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The Rain
Going suddenly pale
The bright blue sky
Like her usual tale
She will only but cry
Sad dust shall rise
Like its usual act,
Piercing through eyes
When it whispers by
Poor petals shall...
The bright blue sky
Like her usual tale
She will only but cry
Sad dust shall rise
Like its usual act,
Piercing through eyes
When it whispers by
Poor petals shall...
