Embedded Subliminally

April 3, 2009
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Rain, it is something dear
I sit and wait and drear
Rain, I see a message becoming clear
Forever near, the forest is my dear
Rain, a shadow upon the sun
It blocks the light and makes them run
Rain, O' so close you are to me;
May it shield me from the heat of the sun

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