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Rain
Prose Poetry
This weather always fascinates me
I don’t love windy kinds of rain
But when it falls drop by drop
and cries a little louder
When it flows like a river
and next moment, arid air
It fills your spirit with calm emotion
Who has been lonely for years
I love those unique raindrop tears
loaded full of feelings
a soaked Silence…
What a strange bond!
The rain is my friend
Every time it comes by its will
but always hears me, drenches me
I beg the rain to stay with me
See my enthusiasm, talk to me more
You are the rain… the blessed rain!
Please brighten my life with a shining rainbow
You are very special to me
You are a part of me
Before you come, after you go
You are the happiness of my soul!
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