Meadow
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Everyday I am drenched,
Everyday I am dry,
What am I? A dewy meadow,
Full of green grass,
A life food for herbivorous,
A playground for the children,
A seat for the tired,
Lover's gossip point,
Only in the dark I weep,
Tears roll,
During the day I am happy,
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