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When it start to rain it feels like you're drowning in the Lords pain. Until the sun comes and shines once again. Smile. Give him a reason to keep believin that everything is unforgiven. And I hold the Lord on a rainy day. And pray to the Lord when the skies are grey. And let it rain on me. While I cherish the air I breathe. Where all angels that can't soar, can't fly. And only God knows why.
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