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Oct 2015
just    after   the      rain       the scent   clean,     fresh
     condenses the after kiss     feel
touched  clouds    hands hold      sky      softly
   roses shone     wet  sparkled opened   
             mountains rose    white peaks          proud
       vapors new      
         blushed     atmospheres    returned to
a            pretty       pink
                   come
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