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| Though rain may truly threaten, I'll not yield to fear. I'll just the hatches batten, And hope that it will clear. And if the rain comes after all, At most I may get wet. It's not a monster 10-feet tall When dry I will forget. I'll take the weather in my stride And carry on my day. Though I may venture far and wide, I'm ready, come what may. | ||
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