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Trickling down, down
thunder and lightning, boom, crash
into the rivers.

Sparkling in the sun
steady spring rains come and go
then leaves a great glow.

Into the trees
and then out through the river,
making splendid smells.

Spinning in circles
letting the rain touch your face
dancing in the rain.

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