The afternoon rain
The weather can't hold it
Too much tears to flow
It has to let go
The wind brushing every where
There is no way to hide for the unwary
The birds, dogs and cats keeping quiet
Listening to the falling rain
The whirring sound in the air
The dripping water falling away
Running hard on the roof tiles
No props, no dollies, no netting
I hear the soft whisper
The windy breezes flow
The temperature falling
I wish the praying of good
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