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My First Rainbow
The rain pours down it's cold, rain tears.
The sun shines it's midday smile.
A mask for the sky that no one fears.
Colours untop of each other like leaves in a pile.
Red, yellow, orange, green then blue.
all these colours were a gifts from...
The sun shines it's midday smile.
A mask for the sky that no one fears.
Colours untop of each other like leaves in a pile.
Red, yellow, orange, green then blue.
all these colours were a gifts from...
