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The
morning rain
It
comes with measured drops
The
garden get the full massages
The
water spread out evenly through
The
dancing rain
It
hits the right notes
The
sound of Nature
When
the world is sleeping
Across
the mountain range
The
natural mists white as camouflage screen
You
don't see beyond the mists
You
can imagine the fairy tales
Like
the mists of Avalon
The
tales of Merlin and magic
We
wish we can have some of it
In
the world we live and share
So
we mustn't be afraid
To
embrace change and walk into it
The
mists will be gone with the rays of light
We
must be brave to strum the change
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