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The Sun is leaving,
The wind is whistling.
The leaves are rustling,
The clouds are rumbling.
There comes the rain,
To take away the pain,
Of the scorching heart -
Which it will beat.
Rain gives us pleasure,
It is our treasure,
It is so nice,
Comes at no price.
Rain came and went like a dream,
But with all the lakes filled up to the brim,
We came out of the house
To jump play and enjoy the day.
Cool air blowed everywhere,
Nice earthly scent filled everywhere,
So happy we felt,
After having beaten the heat.
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