Raindrops pour,
The heavens weep,
For they know the sorrow,
Of those below,

Tears welled up,
As the droplets wash away,
The pain and sadness
Of Yesterday,

As the storm subsides,
And the clouds part ways,
The suns peeks through,
And with it, a new hope,

A rainbow comes along,
Borne from the grim clouds,
Emerging brightly,
Illuminating the sky

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