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The subtle sky all clouded had become,
And raining down upon the shrivelling earth
Each person took a refuge in his home,
Thus living in a space devoid of mirth.
And constant folly happiness was felt,
To keep their minds so planted in the ground.
With such a misery these feelings dealt,
That swam and kept the honest person down.
From Heaven, winged Angels took to fall.
In light of this, such promises were made
Upon the steps of hope and luck and love
When faith in life began to slowly fade.
So keep the spirits high and happy state,
To ease the trouble faced because of Fate.
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