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The rain comes gently down cleansing everything in its path. Lightly clinging to branches slipping easily off their surface to land quietly on the ground. If only my memories could be, washed away with the rain. I might learn to smile again enjoy the life that I have and renew my inner self. I look at nature around me. I hear the rain coming down. Its a time of renewal I know. A time to grow and let go of past pain.
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