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Rain


Clouds, clouds forming with swift action. People looking in the sky with hopeful reaction! Rain coats and boots ready to be worn. Trees and bushes ready to be ripped and torn. The smell of sweet bliss, the touch like a kiss. Soft and gentle the rain pounds, Small and big puddles form into mounds. Windows shut and blankets ready, the rain will continue slow and steady.
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