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The Rain

It is a true lustfulness in its wake In many ways the calling of tear drops that flood the world It's gentle touch and yet at time's it can be cold as ice The understanding of it all, in purest form For it can wash away the sins of the world in just a moment Or it can cause devastation in its path For it is of Nature that it cleans it all It is Soothing to hear and Heal's it's soul as it can heal me as well For it all is what we need and never truly leaves us For it can hide the tears of the world as it hide's my own tear's that flow It can be gloomy at time's and yet happy at time's For this true Love of the World, it weep's And its end is Endless As it's Passion is forever and will never die For what it is, it is The Rain

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