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When lightning bolts and thunder begin to strike and rumble, when heavy rain drops of my sorrow first touch the lashes, eyebrows furrow. An era shall begin.
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Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 2:47 AM UTC
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When lightning bolts and thunder begin to strike and rumble, when heavy rain drops of my sorrow first touch the lashes, eyebrows furrow. An era shall begin.
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Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 2:47 AM UTC
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