Rain Of Life
While rain not yet come
You already have umbrella
Atop your head.
I know you have many rain
That you have pass by
You use to take a bath happy.
The rain washes all worries
And cleanse all past behind
Coming home healthy.
The wind peers with rain
Smashing my dirty face with rage
To cleanse this life once again.
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