Droplets of rain softly fell on the field,
I stand under the roof's shield,
Waiting for you to make a move,
In the quietness, your words to prove.
The world is quiet, sky is grey,
In my heart, there's much to say.
Do you feel the way I do?
Each drop that falls, a gentle sign,
Wishing for you to look at mine.
In...
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