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THE SNOW
The rain was pouring down,
the thunder striking the trees,
the lightning was blinding all
and the hail pounding on the ground.
The snow, little flurries,
was falling to the forest floor
and the wind blowing back her hair.
Suddenly the snow stopped falling,
causing a big silence too,
the whole world was alone
and the drops were raining down.
The rain can’t wait anywhere,
her beauty was spreading everywhere,
healing every broken heart.
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