Illegal
The clouds are Gray and it's Pouring Rain. the Ground Gets sokn' Wet! A Young girl's eyes are cloudy Gray and she Cries Relentlessly. Getting the Baby sokn' Wet! The wind blows it's Winter Cold Thru the Tree's Making Them Shiver! The wind blows it's Winter Cold Thru the Young Girl and Her Baby and The They Shiver! The Gray clouds hunger for more moisture and with a few minutes it Hunger is fulfilled! The Young Girls Gray Eyes have run out of tears but the Hunget for mother and child goes on Illegal's YOU ARE US!
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