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Rain
The cold drops hit my face
The wind starts kissing the rain
I wonder how that water feels
And if it's crying in pain
I watch them create a puddle
The birds go for a swim
I would challenge them to a tearing contest
But I know they would win
My skin is getting the chills
But the garden is relieved
The feeling of replenishment
I can see it on the leaves
The determination of the weather
Shows by the clouds getting darker
I started to hear the voice of reason
As the rain poured harder
So, I listened
As it was washing away my question's
I never thought in my life
That rain could teach me a lesson
The wind starts kissing the rain
I wonder how that water feels
And if it's crying in pain
I watch them create a puddle
The birds go for a swim
I would challenge them to a tearing contest
But I know they would win
My skin is getting the chills
But the garden is relieved
The feeling of replenishment
I can see it on the leaves
The determination of the weather
Shows by the clouds getting darker
I started to hear the voice of reason
As the rain poured harder
So, I listened
As it was washing away my question's
I never thought in my life
That rain could teach me a lesson
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