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Rain....
Bad weather,
already....
for many days.

All the ways,
are saturated.
Small puddles,
are formed.

A thirsty tree,
leaned forward.
He was dry,
and could die.

Please Lord....
I 'm thirsty,
let it rain...
.... said the tree.

After all this,
I'll be free!
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