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Created on: May 21, 2009
The wind blew hot gusty droughts of air across the fields.
Sand lifted from arund the grass tufts and felt like needles on our skin
The sky was black with clouds of water but not willing to share a singe drop.
Thirsty plants held up their branches reaching out for water
Birds chirped louder and louder trying to be heard above the
sound of the whistling wind
Finally the clouds could not hold their burden any longer and the rain
poured down upon the land
The wind blew the clouds out to sea leaving behind the fresh
fragrance of rain washed earth
The sun burst out from behind the clouds and shone down upon a
bright new day.
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