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So much rain trying
To keep the leaves green Forgetting that gold is more precious Hearts dancing in circles Clouds falling from no sky No people no joy no birds no wings I tried reaching you Last proof of a dead summer Don’t just stand there laughing Give us the sun back you witch It still is funny for you We’ll die you don’t care They’ll kill that tree in remembrance Of hurt dolphins running back into the sea When did you leave? It’s still raining But the leaves are already gone They left to a better place No dance no hearts There’s no sky to put the clouds back People picking up what’s left from what it used to be called sun.
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