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Morning rain, spring's scent neither lightning nor thunder just the pure rain drops. ii Window cats watch, wait for the rain to dissipate for birds to return. iii What is love's power? Wind moves the limbs of stone pines perfumes morning's air. iv A little wind and a bit of rain leave my car windows pollen stained. v Burgundy roses sip word by word faith's vintage; love reverberates.
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