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Magic


Crystal drops is what I see

When I look up at the sky

On a rainy day

The kind of rain that you pray for

The rain that looks like diamonds

Falling from heaven above

Angel tears or waterfalls

From tops of mountains

To the pits of the earth

I have always loved the rain

Rain I beauty coming from the sky

To watch those big drops

Splatter on the ground

And collect in one monstrous pit

Of slippery H20

Running through sprinklers

Water coated skin

Dripping down from your

Smiling face

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