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I had a thought one day, I saw the sky with dark clouds,
I made a wish for it to rain, closed my eyes, and felt the drops.
I wasn't done with my thought and yet it already rained.
I craned my head, and up I saw,
To where my eyes could reach.
Through the clouds and past the sun,
That's where my father sits.
Worries, there's none.
BY Therapeutic
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