We have friends to be with,
We have the rain to cry with,
Its been raining everyday here,
I dreamt about me yesterday,
sitting on a bench in a park,
writing a poem titled "Light",
and it was raining heavily,
every drop of water cools my skin,
its like a fairy-tale,
but its a dream....
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