.I don't know, maybe it was the rain,
Another gray day, of fault making.
The real test was finding a bucket with enough holes to let it out.
One of those days when the corn dries up,
And your nose turns red, and the crystals break.
Late day, the sun sets back up,
Back up to th.
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