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Rain
The smell of rain is in the air
In the distance thunder rolls
Lighting flashes across the sky
Clouds roll on by
A beautiful storm takes form
Creeks will flow from there banks
Into the rivers which they feed
Bringing new life to the flowers and trees
In the distance thunder rolls
Lighting flashes across the sky
Clouds roll on by
A beautiful storm takes form
Creeks will flow from there banks
Into the rivers which they feed
Bringing new life to the flowers and trees
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