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Rain
To the flowers bloomed in,
to the birds chirping in,
to the breeze that passes by,
I say, you are mine

In you I find peace and warmth
even though you are cool
each tiny drop of you, makes me float
the smooth touch of you, makes me fly
even the last day of mine, wishes to stay with you
the pasture were I lie, should be clouded by you

© Maya