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And the clouds cry again
Like there's no end
Their tears were cold
For me to hold

But they're trying to hold back
The emotions that they have in their back
But they can't handle their own pain
And it's driving them insane
So they have no choice but to cry
Because there are problems they can never deny

And the clouds cry again
Like there is no end
We must understand them inside
That way, they're not alone to fight

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