Whenever I'm blue, I rock the swing
Until my sadness clings to the air.
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Spring Rain and Summer Sun
PoetryThe rainbow always appears after the rain. [08-22-17: #101 for Poetry] [From 05-10-17 to Now]
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Whenever I'm blue, I rock the swing
Until my sadness clings to the air.
