Today, the rain soaked
Puddled ground
Flushed trees
Drag a few leaves
Expands in every direction scent of wet
Wild grass swaying reeds on the red land
Howling breezed
Exhilarate the lungs of animals the night
Feet planted on the earth Lord
Despite a rocky trail trail
Sing the melodious rhythm
Despite the late hailed
I was the zero point of life
Lowest point of time
The intercourse night senile
With God that no infinity
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