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I'm the rain and you're the sun. And following down whenever you gone. You dry my tears when you come .
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There is nothing noble about being poor.
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I'm the rain and you're the sun. And following down whenever you gone. You dry my tears when you come .
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There is nothing noble about being poor.
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