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They drip
like tears
From starry leaves
Falling free
Through stormy breeze

A Nature-Painted
Perfect Pattern
Youth-formed dream
Now, Scatters

Some would catch the sun,
In fleeting glimpse refract
To blaze and twinkle
Till golden rays retract

And all will fall,
Forver sprinkle
Back to the river

Painfalls,
by my window

In all that beautiful misery
The sound of rain
A symphony