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Thinking

The sun is shinning and warming the air
I close my eyes and look up to feel the heat
Its amazing how my skin is warming 
I hear the birds singing in the trees
I keep my eyes closed still feeling the heat
I feel a drop of water on my face it can't be 
How can it be my eyes are still closed
I still feel the heat then another drop 
I wipe my cheek and open my eyes to see
the bright sun above the birds singing
and the drops of water on my cheekswell
they were coming from me......

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