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dripping droplets from the sky fall upon me from so high; dancing patter as they land, leaving chatter so very grand aplenty puddles made of dye, a muddled raid from the sky how we ran in this land forever forgetting of old Time's sand.
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 3:27 AM UTC
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dripping droplets from the sky fall upon me from so high; dancing patter as they land, leaving chatter so very grand aplenty puddles made of dye, a muddled raid from the sky how we ran in this land forever forgetting of old Time's sand.
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 3:27 AM UTC
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