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I think Michigan has fallen ill.
The day I come home it's raining.
It is always raining.
I worry a lot.
Sometime the sun comes up,
and I've laid there all night.
It's not a good feeling.
At least the breeze of the salt marshes comforted my sleepless nights all last week, now I got nothing.
The day I come home it's raining.
It is always raining.
I worry a lot.
Sometime the sun comes up,
and I've laid there all night.
It's not a good feeling.
At least the breeze of the salt marshes comforted my sleepless nights all last week, now I got nothing.