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Hallo to the weatherman
He predicts some rain
Mixed with a bit of heartache and pain
Lost in a forecast of change
Wind gusts at the speed of sorrow
Hurry indoors, its getting cold now
And colder and colder and colder
and the thunder gets bolder and bolder and bolder
In its scheme to beat our bodies dry
Hallo Mr. Weatherman,
Tonight we die.



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Jan. 18 at 11:48 am:
it definatly had alot of meaning
 
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