You have the sun, so jail the sand.
A steady stream of steam rises up
To make clouds gather for precipitations.
It drizzles, sleets, snows, hails and rains.
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Yeah u r right humans n their food should be a priority. A thoughtprovokin rantin poem we shud all consider.