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oh, look at the sky its natures pretty bow infact its a rainbow blue clouds have veiled her face they appears like blue bells nature is roaring as thunders its her reply to our blunders oh, goodness, rain is hardening rills and runnels overflow with nature's elixir my blue bells are shrinking murky clouds wrapped her as a shroud it is the last nail on to her coffin each and every time it rains i see them smiling and fading and smashed into smithreens but they are pure as mother's milk
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