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Comments about Rhonda Hairston
The Sky is clear on a rainy day
Drops of water strike our face, hit our tongue
To see what we have to say
'Oh, Sun when will you be back? '
We need to keep on track
The world turns, churns and feels your glow
Absorbs your energy to all the people below
They await your return patiently
So they won't walk the earth aimlessly