The Dirty Rain – An Epic of Catastrophe
It was a lonely Monday when the rain came No thunder, no lightning, no fanfare Clouds rolled in on whispers
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It was a lonely Monday when the rain came No thunder, no lightning, no fanfare Clouds rolled in on whispers
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