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Alex Deloney

Rain

My finger dance over the page
As my soul goes into my feet
Her smile is like candy
Oh so so sweet
My friends tell me the truth
At least the ones that
Care for me
But it’s up to me
To uncloud my eyes
So I can truly see
 
If you listen to the rain
You can hear the angels sing
They tell you what is unknown
They even talk to kings

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