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Hello, Raindrops :)

"Rain makes everything better..."







Here comes the rain again
Hurriedly, I rushed unto my windowpane
Drops, drops, drops,
Here comes the raindrops.

Gently, I hear some pours
Moved, my spirit soars
Drops, drops, drops,
I am hearing thee, raindrops.

Slowly, I can see forms of water drops
Wished, this magical moment unstops
Drops, drops, drops,
I am seeing thee, raindrops.

Freely, my palms stretched out
Touched, I can feel my heart's shout
Drops, drops, drops,
I am feeling thee, raindrops.
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