Rain
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My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.
Many a man curses the rain that falls upon his head, and knows not that it brings abundance to drive away the hunger.
Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
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