When one's brain is cloudy,
One could only hope to rain thoughtfully,
Paving the way to a sprinkled getaway,
For one to be aware,
Of cloudier airs,
To occur the next day.
One could only hope to rain thoughtfully,
Paving the way to a sprinkled getaway,
For one to be aware,
Of cloudier airs,
To occur the next day.
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