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As this involves rain and earth, This poem immediately springs in the mind.

The red earth and pouring rain.

Red earth and pouring rain[1] What could my mother be to yours? What kin is my father to yours anyway? And how Did you and I meet ever? But in love our hearts have mingled as red earth and pouring rain

[Translated by AK Ramanujan (Kuruntokai - 40)

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