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Stahhllin
I can tell this evening, just by looking at my drain
Where some of my loved ones are,
And they survived all the rain,
I want you to know my thoughts are with you,
Willing God to help you through the pain,
Open doors to help you recover swiftly,
Hoping your clean up efforts are not all in vain,
Letting angels whispers carry you along the way,
I just knew when I saw the news tonight
That the news came from you,
I cried when I saw your house, still colored blue,
But that meant, you personally, had called the camera crew,
If I had your other number I would drop my life in a quick,
Because of all the things you shared with me,
I could help you drag your stick,
I am so home sick for all that traveling around,
But now I can think of is a way to put you back on solid ground,
I mean I am going to have to go out there anyways
No one else knows what it is or how to fix it
But just to hear your voice would be a giant gift,
All though I still don't eat lobster,
I am old enough to learn,
I hope God gives you my answer,
And way down the tunnel is a turn,
Notraisdamis claimed the USA this year in pain,
Watch going west tornadoes and Phenocs' dust,
The world will soon be on fire,
And we have been down this road before,
So I have decided to call in Micheal,
And see if you have a orange door,
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