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RAIN

Earthlings lose muscles My heart Rains To the one who ask us none He takes back what he always possessed Broods stroke their knees Adjuring for fair play He counts This is no joy the biorhythm gets going at null sun The leaves I crafted Will endure Autumn The fire i set up Has to blow away Won't promise flowers soon But they are in process You have rained for enough eras now, resume your breaths.

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