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The rain falls upon my clothes
It falls and falls and hits my nose
The rain falls im getting wet
Don’t worry don’t fret
Huge puddles of rain
They never drain
No one uses a hood
Rain on your head, its all good
I live in Seattle you see
Rain is normal to me





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