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Rain is falling on my garden;
See buds peeping from the ground?
Sunlight, falling on my garden,
Dressed it in a gorgeous gown.
Leaves are falling on my garden;
See them softly fluttering down?
Snow is falling on my garden;
Great white flakes of snowy down.
Love is falling on my garden
As the seasons turn around.
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