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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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