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It starts to rain,
the sun sets.
Birds fall asleep,
and all goes silent.
But do not worry,
do not trouble.
For the rain will stop,
the sun will rise.
Birds will sing,
and all will be alive.
For tomorrow is always a new day,
and everything will be alright.

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