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The thunder's growling at me and I don't know how to respond; I've got the same problem as he: The sky's rubbing me the wrong way, And if I could yell like the clouds then I would. But I don't have the strength.
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Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 4:37 PM UTC
After the Storm
The thunder's growling at me and I don't know how to respond; I've got the same problem as he: The sky's rubbing me the wrong way, And if I could yell like the clouds then I would. But I don't have the strength.
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Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 4:37 PM UTC
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