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Rain, rain, go away. Come again another day.. |
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" theres alwayz a rainbow at the end of each rain " |
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I love my feelings |
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Fly moon |
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Nature grows its own solutions |
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Your Silence cannot protect you* |
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Mairrage is just another word for the description of a chicken running around with its head chopped off. |
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Grass between my toes |
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Every thorn that goes into my heart leaves a rose at my doorstep |
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My mind goes at ease |