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When it's thundering outside,With beautiful crystals falling,As a whole day goes by watching it,Seeing the pouring rain.Trees and plants become alive,Cars come and go by,But it still seems almost fairy-like.With us in our home inside.Something you can never have.Something you can’t tame,But it seems as beautiful as ever.conquering all its fame.Kids go and play outside,Parents calling them inside,saying they might catch a coldSomething we've all heard before.