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The frogs and the crickets are omnipresent and loud in the dark fields
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On the steep path in the woods fallen pawpaws scent the air
Suddenly it rains
Sunshine sparkles on wet leaves
Up there, a rainbow.
The half moon behind the clouds
just shows a shimmer of Bill's
shorts in front of me
Under an umbrella
In the rain,
The scent of mint I just picked
The frogs and the crickets are
omnipresent and loud in
the dark woods
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