pouring water from rain
makes every plants grow
faster than from faucet
wonder if i drink rainwater
does it makes me sick
from your belching tail pipe
i love coolness, freshness
palm full of rain, a memory
from my venture in farms
where i faced heaven up
letting it fall on my face
that's my first kiss, nature
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