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It's Here At Last

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The clouds are binding,
together they join as one.

But as I'm singing,
they just fall apart.

The sun is shining through,
and see the sun with its rays.

Then the fresh dew,
starts to melt away.
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On July 19th 2007 babycrzzy Said :
babycrzzy nice i like the imagery