Exit.
The rain will stop falling,
the bitter descend of cold
polluted water will dry,
become steam...
- and close the lid on the kettle.
Twinkle.
Like you forever do,
Let the electricity run and
switch the light on.
For it is you,
who we all listen to.
Smile.
Monique Le Soleil will
forecast sunshine soon.
You may wonder,
if it is still winter,
but spring is here.
Enter.
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