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The copper-beach triad stretches thirsty leaves towards the sky
As the rain starts dripping
Colours awake and shimmer in the hazy air
Blades of grass raise on tiptoe to drink liquid life
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A girl walks, laughing towards the dripping greyness
As clouds gather and empty their burden
On the languishing soil
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Little flowers open their petals
They enter the Spring Symphony
With tiny bell-like voices
Singing a song of bliss
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