Forecast everyday for weeks ahead.
Now it's said. You read it.
So will it come down hard and wet?
Don't forget. You read it.
I'd say before you know it'll turn to snow.
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
Forecast everyday for weeks ahead.
Now it's said. You read it.
So will it come down hard and wet?
Don't forget. You read it.
I'd say before you know it'll turn to snow.
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