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Sep 2018
Today, the rain shall wash
That of yesterday.
It falls from the sky,
Soaking the grass and the streets.
It catches on the grass,
Dripping off one drop at a time.
The animals hide,
And the humans do too.
After all, who really wants to get wet?
Written by
Lyn  20/F
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   YexMarie
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