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The soothing sound of the rain Going drip Drop Drip Drop To cleanse the streets Making puddles anew To kids splashing Adults kissing The smell so beautiful Candles cannot compare With lightening strikes And thunder booming like the bass drum with a constant beat That a song begins to play Hours go by The moon begins to rise The pooring rain And booming thunder Helps me to drift off into my dreams
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Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 11:09 PM UTC
Rain
The soothing sound of the rain Going drip Drop Drip Drop To cleanse the streets Making puddles anew To kids splashing Adults kissing The smell so beautiful Candles cannot compare With lightening strikes And thunder booming like the bass drum with a constant beat That a song begins to play Hours go by The moon begins to rise The pooring rain And booming thunder Helps me to drift off into my dreams
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Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 11:09 PM UTC
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