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On a rainy day
On a rainy day,
I walk with my umbrella,
upright like a soldier,
on a mission,
on a endless journey it might.
we keep walking till the rain falls,
with a wind of warning,
and a sigh of lightening.
My legs take me to a mansion,
abandoned like a stay dog,
with a vigour of a master.
Old stinks in rains,
while the soil scents the surrounding with a smell of new .
It takes me time ,
to see the path,
in mids of falling rain.
Mosses grow while trees fall
we all see but don't call.
It takes a long time before,
it stops
making my path clear
with a slippery gear.
I walk with my umbrella,
upright like a soldier,
on a mission,
on a endless journey it might.
we keep walking till the rain falls,
with a wind of warning,
and a sigh of lightening.
My legs take me to a mansion,
abandoned like a stay dog,
with a vigour of a master.
Old stinks in rains,
while the soil scents the surrounding with a smell of new .
It takes me time ,
to see the path,
in mids of falling rain.
Mosses grow while trees fall
we all see but don't call.
It takes a long time before,
it stops
making my path clear
with a slippery gear.
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