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Aug 2021
rain is a form of nature
its carefree and elegant
yet, has words of many
its words dancing has is flows gently down....
down to where the people live, down to where everything bad and good happens, down to where it is needed the most and most of all down to where people are killing the rest of its kind.
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kenz  17/F
(17/F)   
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   Frances E McClelland
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