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Jul 2011
Before the rain comes falling
There is a breeze that always blows
And I sense a calm delivery
Buried deep within my soul.

Before the rain comes falling
There is a sound that’s heard within~
A silence of deep stirring.
It crawls under my skin.

And when the rain comes falling
To wash away my pain,
Each drop does quench my endless thirst
So I can begin again.
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