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Aug 2020
Heavenly drops... Touching of Earth.
You... Are a miracle for us.

Oh rain, you come to fill me..
Oh sound, your majesty distils ground.

Sometimes, I fear by the noise..
Sometimes, I love your touch in my head.

Swiftly soft you visit us..
Takes away our anxious within you.

Oh rain, you feed our grass..
You heal their scars..
You itself rehearse reminds of dread..
Thank you for filling our spades.
Written by
Raj  22/M/Kohima
(22/M/Kohima)   
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