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THE SUN IN THIS RAIN

Catastrophe! 
catastrophe!! 
catastrophe!!!          
Our 
land 
so 
much 
holy 
for 
you 
i 
hear,  
As 
legs 
running 
helter 
skelter; 
Women 
on 
this 
land 
byeing 
their 
shelter. 
Catastrophe! 
Catastrophe!! 
Catastrophe!!!          
As 
children 
crying 
for 
dangling 
breast- 
in,In 
like 
the 
men 
fearless,fearing.Damsel 
of 
this 
land 
cannot 
be 
seeing.   
Catastrophe! 
Catastrophe!! 
Catastrophe!!!          
This 
mansions 
are 
meant 
for 
me,Fearless 
lion 
why 
picking 
their 
race,No 
one 
to 
tel 
me 
why 
all 
this?       
Catastrophe!
yet 
not 
catastrophe...Sun 
in 
this 
great 
rain:What 
a 
strange.

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