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The title speaks for itself... |
| a woman child with tear streaked cheeks she struggles with her many leaks the attic, basement, ceilings too she doesn't know just what to do or how, or when, or even if her better choice is being stiff beside herself her tears still fall with buckets few to catch them all she soaks the floor she soaks her seat and could she stand she'd soak her feet her only wish with sopping eyes is that the sun will drying, rise. |