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Oct 15
Pitter patter of the rain
The Misery clouds have come again

Pitter patter from up above
The rain it pours and out with love

The aching waters burn out good
Soaking joy by making mud

The weakening sun, it’s only foe
Cracks and splits, the water’s woe
Angus Spencer
Written by
Angus Spencer  18/M/Sheffield
   William L Holloway
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