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It was raining in the Vatican
When on the border of the ocean
And we met the sun man
High . were the refuting p. water
Discovering their renown
Here were the places places
Their lines were invisible geometries
The lands were bitten by the rain
Water lines ran across the high graces
Canvas has dotted his morning soul
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By the rain
Dotted his morning soul
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It was raining in the Vatican
When on the border of the ocean
And we met the sun man
High . were the refuting p. water