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Apr 2016
He don't mind all da rain
it pours down and down, tears de leaves
from all da trees; gives da roots
some time to breathe

No sir, don't mind
if she goes away, because
it's da life we live dat has da
say

at da end of de day.
Alexander Coy
Written by
Alexander Coy  Austin
(Austin)   
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