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He held up his umbrella 'gainst the hurricane ... Trapped in proscribed solutions Unable to react intelligently --- Revolution? (Shall we?) --- No no ! Walk on --- Stand naked on the rain? - Well yes That's a start ---- All the umbrellas be blown away! ... No protection! . Now -- What possibilities are here? .. Isn't there one thing left to do?
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Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 4:39 PM UTC
Little drummer in the rain
He held up his umbrella 'gainst the hurricane ... Trapped in proscribed solutions Unable to react intelligently --- Revolution? (Shall we?) --- No no ! Walk on --- Stand naked on the rain? - Well yes That's a start ---- All the umbrellas be blown away! ... No protection! . Now -- What possibilities are here? .. Isn't there one thing left to do?
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Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 4:39 PM UTC
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