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Unseasoned rain, full of pain,
Dust: solid and sad: lost reign
Laugh turned to grief; loosing,
I drenched with shower,
No umbrella to be a roof,
Sudden clouds, hoops after hoop,
Hovering clouds rained and gone,
Shining Sun, the hope lone,
Dried garments and the soul
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