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May 2016
When it comes down,
We raise our hands
It wets the grass
And soaks the sand
We sing a song
To show our glee
The rain comes down
To sing with me
Marisa Lu Makil
Written by
Marisa Lu Makil  25/F/Holland, MI
(25/F/Holland, MI)   
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