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The way it beats on the roof and sends the leaves swirling the beauty that comes after perfect proof the sky's mood ever changing    The way it makes things grow again and gives the world a fresh start the way it soothes your soul, and tugs at your heart.   The way it tastes salty as it falls on my tongue the deep and refreshing smell it brings to my lungs   Some may like sunshine but me i prefer when its windy and the skies are grayer.
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Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 12:10 AM UTC
The Rain Storm
The way it beats on the roof and sends the leaves swirling the beauty that comes after perfect proof the sky's mood ever changing    The way it makes things grow again and gives the world a fresh start the way it soothes your soul, and tugs at your heart.   The way it tastes salty as it falls on my tongue the deep and refreshing smell it brings to my lungs   Some may like sunshine but me i prefer when its windy and the skies are grayer.
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Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 12:10 AM UTC
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