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Rain started to pour Puddles started to tour One is far from his score Others want some more Devastate with ones demise One can't even help to revise What use is that device It can see but can't supervise Believe in every word that one can say But sure that one will be able to pay In his fault, a morning can turn to a mourn day What can others do? They can't just play Let not happiness be taken Don't think you were forsaken Many can be mistaken Don't wander in their words that you hearken
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Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 1:19 AM UTC
Wander
Rain started to pour Puddles started to tour One is far from his score Others want some more Devastate with ones demise One can't even help to revise What use is that device It can see but can't supervise Believe in every word that one can say But sure that one will be able to pay In his fault, a morning can turn to a mourn day What can others do? They can't just play Let not happiness be taken Don't think you were forsaken Many can be mistaken Don't wander in their words that you hearken
Start from the bottom or just the way it is. :)
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Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 1:19 AM UTC
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