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I've got to be honest
You happened on me
Like the Rio Grande
A sudden chasm
At my feet
And I threw a Redbull
Over the edge
(It did not have wings)
Watched the cloudless sky
Felt it wet on my cheek
Nobody outruns the rain
But I tried anyway.
After it fell
The curtain raised on the cliffs
Gone with their weight
Gone was the mist
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