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Let us all hold hands and bow our heads Although Grace surely is not Soo easily held Sliding slowly off aristocratic heads Entertaining At it's flattest moment At it's least And this rain is never-ending And just like that book I am repeatedly falling At all costs avoiding the 101 The dammed 101 It does not rain in Phoenix Ancient bird rising Quenching its own thirst With our desperate praying tears Hands held and raised pleading For a moments moisture Watching our pages dry and wither Into forgotten parchment colored sand Funny How this grey has held onto my heart And now I would rather not see a drop of rain For a long time (JL)
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May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 3:45 PM UTC
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Let us all hold hands and bow our heads Although Grace surely is not Soo easily held Sliding slowly off aristocratic heads Entertaining At it's flattest moment At it's least And this rain is never-ending And just like that book I am repeatedly falling At all costs avoiding the 101 The dammed 101 It does not rain in Phoenix Ancient bird rising Quenching its own thirst With our desperate praying tears Hands held and raised pleading For a moments moisture Watching our pages dry and wither Into forgotten parchment colored sand Funny How this grey has held onto my heart And now I would rather not see a drop of rain For a long time (JL)
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May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 3:45 PM UTC
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