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RAINS
Look!
Watch the rain ranting
As trees tip-toeing
Pattering foot fooling in flood
Children chasing wind
As darkness drags near
Upon my bed i lay,
Peeping through my notepad as April pry into my nostril
Is April again, my peak period
At April, my pen flow ceaselessly, although atimes my hunches are trapped by some hood rats
Now that the rains are here, i shall paint the universe with my pen
awoh awoh
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