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The rain tells a story not everyone can read Sometimes its short Sometimes its long Depends on what you choose to see It can tell you of a girl who weeps with sadness for a lost love Or of a man who weeps of joy for true love It can tell you of a kiss pure as snow Or a smile as sly as the devil Listen to the rain Listen to its story
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Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 9:14 AM UTC
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The rain tells a story not everyone can read Sometimes its short Sometimes its long Depends on what you choose to see It can tell you of a girl who weeps with sadness for a lost love Or of a man who weeps of joy for true love It can tell you of a kiss pure as snow Or a smile as sly as the devil Listen to the rain Listen to its story
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Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 9:14 AM UTC
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