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Once upon a time, there was rain. It rained in the black night. It rained on the white lights of cars. It rained on Thomas’ window. And the rain made sparkles on Thomas’
window. And the rain made stars in
Thomas’ eyes. And when a Thomas named
Thomas waved his hand, the rain made diamonds in his hands. But then the waving stopped. Thomas needed new batteries. He needed new batteries like the lantern.
The End.
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