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    The beauty of rain. ������

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    Curtain Of Crystals

    When the firmament is gray
    And no more sunlight ray,
    The crystals fall on our roofs and roll away
    Into the Earth, to fade away.

    When thunderclaps
    And the lightening strikes,
    The crystals slips from our hands
    Into the Earth to raise seeds into beautiful greens.

    Falling on our roofs
    With soft thuds,
    Falling from the edges of roofs
    They make beautiful curtain of crystals.

    After the occurrence,
    Comes the sun rays
    With the beautiful tweets from the birds
    Sprout the beautiful greens.