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I reach my hand out the window and watch as the drops crash into my palm and slowly in my hand a lake forms.  Beyond the reach of my hand sprinkled by the rain are the hills covered in green lush and a few houses that dot them with reflecting tin roofs. The rain has continued for five hours now and I do not think it will stop for another two hours at least. I like the sun more than the rain.

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