Watching lightning snake across the sky.
Raining pour over my head, but my eyes dry.
They guide me to the well, dry
Lay me down to the bottom, PRAY
Pray a lot to send me a savior
They isolated me in a desert, horror
Start planting a small tree and flowers
Nurture to maintain and shower
Before harvest multicolor flowers
and green fruitful trees.
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