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the clouds roll in,
white streaks across the sky.
small pockets of darkness,
mixed well in among them.
the higher clouds...
a grayish tinge,
the lower layers darker.
the sky's now dark,
the wind picks up,
and the rains came pouring down.
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and the rains came. ....
and the rains came. ....
