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Apr 2014
Clouds are black and white.
Running fast to fill the sky.
The scent of rain fills the air.
A storm brews on the horizon.
Falling water drops stain the ground like tears.
Written by
Kelly O'hara  Scarborough
(Scarborough)   
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   nivek
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