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MOODS by SARA TEASDALE

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First Line: I AM THE STILL RAIN FALLING
Last Line: OH, BE FOR ME THE SKY!
I am the still rain falling,
Too tired for singing mirth --
Oh, be the green fields calling,
Oh, be for me the earth!

I am the brown bird pining
To leave the nest and fly --
Oh, be the fresh cloud shining,
Oh, be for me the sky!






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