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After the Rain | ||
| After rain has shed its blessing, Giving leaves a dewy dressing, Waterfalls are swiftly gushing As in haste they're downward rushing. How the air is sweet and pleasant, Like a peacock or a pheasant. Everything is clean and fresher. Life is free from care and pressure. Sun is rising to its glory, Ready to unfold a story. Let us listen with attention To whatever it may mention. | ||
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