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PETRICHOR

She loved the fresh smell of rain
It reminded her of how endings can become into beautiful beginnings
Nature has its cycles
And our lives are no different

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RAINFALL

The rain falls on me
Filling every broken piece
I reach out to the sky
In gratitude for this gift
Of feeling full
Clean and pure
My soul rejoices when it rains
As flowers bloom
The water cleanses your spirit
Nurtures the seeds to be grown
Trust the process that has been sown