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Oct 2020
As he played our loved piece in my fingers
Placing his fingers over mine
I felt the thunder before lightning
The first drop touched between my brows
made me to fall for him like the rain
Million times a second
Do you like the sound of the rain?
Ikurah
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Ikurah
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   Salmabanu Hatim
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