Raindrops
Raindrops keep falling gently,
Murmuring passionate songs gone by,
Each drop flowing down the pane,
Soft reminders of sweet pain.
Yet in their fall, hope does gleam,
A future bright, a distant dream.
In every puddle, in every stream,
Flows the essence of a dream.
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