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Jul 2013
In time, you will come to know
That rain doesn't always announce the snow
An ache seldom comes before the pain
Nor strong winds to a hurricane.
But darling, if you come to see
How harsh the world can truly be,
I hope you drink alot of tea
And I hope it wasn't cause of me.
Written by
nathan khalil  hell
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