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Dec 2010
As the rain continues,
My smile grows.
IT brings me pleasure to know,
that I'm being forced to stay in home.
Could the weather be any perfect?
Don't think so.
The sun burns me and gets me sweating.
The wind scares me as they push the palm trees closer to my house.
The blooming flowers get me sneezing.
The rain lets me curl up like a little kitten.
Meow.
Auroras. Thank you
Aurora
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