It’s rain.
It’s rain in my soul.
The chains,
The chains of the fall
Were broken
By the little dove
The bravest little dove.
It brings to me a rainbow.
It brings to me protection
From cruel ghosts of the past
The shiny smile in window
The stars which fall apart
These are things of my existing
Of my so strongest heart!
It s my heart
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