You killed

You killed You are, indeed, very beautiful!

exclaimed icicle.

However happening to me something strange, I feel so hot and it seems I am losing shape.

Yes, said ray, you are done.

You killed me!

cried the little piece of ice.

No, said Ray, I make you drop.

I get water?

But now we can be together!

And to play together.

When the sun starts stronger, you will become vapour.

Oh, Oh Oh, he cried icicle.

Then rain down upon the earth, said Ray, then again will rise together with other droplets in the sky.

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