After thunder
Half an hour of rain; by morning the land had imbibed it. But the smell of rain entered the caravan: the new green blades grew another centimeter.
This was all, but it was like the first lengths of a jigsaw puzzle.
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Half an hour of rain; by morning the land had imbibed it. But the smell of rain entered the caravan: the new green blades grew another centimeter.
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