winter
when the rain begins to fall
i don't like to walk out door
nature is like in white dress
the roses are not in white
everytime i see its red
run out to watch in spite of rain
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when the rain begins to fall
i don't like to walk out door
nature is like in white dress
the roses are not in white
everytime i see its red
run out to watch in spite of rain
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