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Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. Life is full of beauty.
Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.
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๐น๐น๐น๐น๐น๐น๐น
๐น๐น๐น๐น๐น๐น๐น
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