Rain at Dawn
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Rain at Dawn
RAIN AT DAWN
At dawn the crickets shrill, then cease their ’plain,
The dying candle flickers through my eaves;
Though windows bar the wild dust and the rain,
I hear the drip, drip, dripping on the broad banana leaves.
The dying candle flickers through my eaves;
Though windows bar the wild dust and the rain,
I hear the drip, drip, dripping on the broad banana leaves.
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