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Sep 2013
You are my umbrella
when the skies turn gray
and the rain drops attack
in packs from the heavens above.

You are my umbrella
that protects me from
each problem that is a raindrop.

You are my umbrella
that keeps me dry
and lets no harm come my way.

You are my umbrella,
but you are also the rain.
Robert Gutierrez
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Robert Gutierrez  San antonio
(San antonio)   
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